The Journey Poem by Dove Allen

In a space of a moment, time stands still
I see the Lancastershire raven cross o’er the hill
I have been here before that I know
In my journey under the sun I will surely go


Driven by forces I cannot see
I go into no man’s territory
For on the divine path I travel
On dusty roads and gravel


The hungry ravens watch, waiting for me to fall
Sweet music of time I cannot stall
I hear love’s call far away beckoning to me
My true love’s gentle voice so quietly


Driven by my hopes on I tarry
Will I ever again decide to marry?
Or is it just but a far away dream
Of my broken heart it would seem

Hearing heaven’s whispers of things yet to come
Although the denial and quiet in the hearts of some
Purpose eludes those who do not try to hear
The small still voice that stirs many souls dear

No longer driven by my sorrow
I wait patiently for tomorrow
I come to rest here for awhile
With joyful mind and a knowing smile

So listen my children with an attentive ear
And you will hear God’s word very clear
Faith and trust is your constant friend
Hope and love you need til the end