by Allyn Smith

Created on: October 28, 2009

Holy Traveler

I come to fare from west of the wind
I ride on high like a ship upon the sea
cast on the foam of inequity
ordained in waves of alacrity

I reveal the One who upholds the stars
by my Father's son whose brightness rends the dark
cast in the form of inequity
ordained in waves of alacrity

My hook is sure and my bait is set
His vision marks the direction of the net
cast for the sons of inequity
ordained in waves of alacrity

I reach in the den before the dawn
to wrench from its lair of the poor, weak and small
cast from the pride of inequity
ordained in waves of alacrity

I'll grab onto the tails of the storm
and breach its whirlwind until we're "all in all"
cast, at the end of iniquity
ordained in waves of alacrity

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