The walk is long and hard.

The walk is long and hard.
David Sheldon Nicholson,
February 7, 2006

Night bird sings of the day,
The light of morning is dim and cold,
We find our way to the frost of winter days,
The walk is long and hard.

In the still of the night I think,
In the light of day, I hide,
With a breath of truth, I find courage,
The walk is long and hard.

It is the light of a higher power that I walk,
It is to my vision of what I must become that I strive,
With the many wrongs I have done and plead forgiveness,
The walk is long and hard.

I read of things long past and to come,
I read of the light of man and of his darkness,
I read of what I am now and what I once was,
The walk is long and hard.

This is the day of my beginning,
This is the way I need to be,
This is the way I am told to be,
The walk is long and hard.

What I am becoming is better than I could have hoped once,
What I am to be is a child of the Lord,
Where I am heading is to a new life in the day not the night,
The walk is long and hard.