On this life's long journey to find a meaning
Time without love passes so very slowly
In the vast cold night not knowing release of
Dawn, for its slumber
And so I still move in a constant sojourn
Through a wasteland still with a hope to guide me
Like a bright star shining in night's blue mantle
Beckoning onward -
This, my long sought end to the endless dreaming
Full of lush rich pleasure, oasis verdant
Or the cruel sands weaving their tricks of vision
Beckoning onward
But rewards much more than before encountered
Chance the lots now cast to decide my favor
I, with a faith and love and hope so steadfast
Follow your starlight.