Looking For Leadership Poem by Mary Champion

Forty years in the wilderness!
How about that for a sentence?
Thought it went out with the Ark.

But that's where I've been for that long
just leading myself by the nose
along my own garden path.

Forty years trying to fathom
answers that I had been given
when I first stopped to ask them,

trying to find a map that showed
the road into the Promised Land -
a road we have yet to build.

To be fair, it's tough on pioneers
who think that they are followers
-so cannot find a guru.