It has been so long since first I saw him
The One who called my soul
to follow him on a journey
that left no footprints.
I could not see where I had been,
nor could I see the footprints of the One
who had seduced me into this trackless desert.
How do you follow One who calls,
When there are no footprints to follow?
No way to see where you have been, or where you must go.
He stood at the edge of a dessert
and beckoned. I followed and he disappeared.
And now I walk in desolation
with no destination.
With no way of escape.