PATHWAYS

Lord, I'm so lonely, I thirst everyday
In search of the love I need,
like a man in prison with no warmth at night,
A slave who seeks to be freed.

For I need a woman who will heal my heart,
So my life won 't seem so wrong.
I’ll lie down beside her and gamble again,
Then sing of our love in a song.

Remember, young Adam, your first favorite born,
Who slept in your garden alone.
You took form his body and transformed some flesh,
Then gave him a woman unknown.

Whichever the pathway I should choose to take,
I realize that there will be brambles.
For the man who has visions everyday of his life,
Will always be the same who gambles.

Now, to heaven I pray, for my treasure of life,
After searching the deserts in vain.
I’m tired of mirages from fool-hearted women,
Please give me someone who’s sane.

May her eyes be turquoise with cheeks like peaches,
Ripe and ready to risk?
Soon they’ll turn rosy when she sneaks a peek
To the tingle of where I kiss.

Though I will love her, I shall never follow.
Nor will I ever lead.
I'll walk beside her and share all I have
For the children who spring from seed.

If we should argue about foolish things,
I 'd rather be loved than right.
Then when I lie down at the end of my day,
I'll sleep with a smile at night.

By Tom Zart