Mission

Up high in the north

At the end of my rocky road

I heard the call

I saw the form

My feet had betrayed me

I was carried forth

to a place of healing

Where I was made again

and they sang me my song

While they told me all the tales

Then they showed me my mission

and I heard it whisper my name

They took me to their side

and gave me back my life

Blew the sounds into my ears

and lit the light on my path.