Journey, The Poem by Alison Smith

They had heard a call
Journeyed from far and wide
Following an inner desire to know
Their pilgrimage led them to his land.

High on his mountain
Where the air is pure
Beside his cave they came
The messengers had been called.

The community was formed
Here they learnt the lessons
A unification without war
They relearned the simple laws

Their teacher would live forever
The community mixed and grew
From these would be the chosen
Their path preordained

There lessons were not all easy
For they must know hardship and pain
Along with joy and prosperity
Not all would be able to stay.