Cleanse His Soul Poem by Paul Warren

He felt the need to cleanse his soul
Purity of heart was his fateful goal
For righteousness sake I heard him say
And to return again on the chosen day

For travelling his world soiled him in its way
Need was the call that would not go away
So he spent the time in the wilderness
With each second he felt he was blessed

Then to return to the world in his nakedness
Not shying away from tasks set in the wilderness
Even if the cost to him everything
Righteousness was the song to sing.

© Paul Warren Poetry