I walked a lonely wilderness
For too many years,
A snob in futile solitude;
Ignorance protected me.
One day the sun beckoned,
Offering its warmth;
Blindly I followed.
Soon a garden of love
Took root in my heart,
And blossoms of faith were born.
Now I lie at night in peace,
No longer a hermit
Heading for hell.
I discovered the joy of sharing,
One hasn’t to look too far
To find understanding.
In moments of fear,
God is my protector,
And Life, well,
Now its one of my friends.