The walk took long, but boy it’s worth it,
We toiled up hills and sailed downwind,
We saw birds fly and wished we’re one,
We felt so weak, but still moved on.
A sight was promised, a dare was made,
To see light shine, through trees that day,
No time to pack, lets leave today,
And so we marched, all of the way.
You think me mad, this truth can say,
I wish you well, your dreams have fade,
To be alive, don’t fake your stake,
A life lived once, your move to make.
And on we go, with laughter alight,
With friends close by, no guards held high,
I’m blessed with love, this journey a gift,
I look above, God’s smile shines forth.
So we sat, on grounds of rocks,
No comfort in sitting, just joy in eating,
Our patience rewarded, when this we saw,
The sun through trees, in this land of Scots.
By Julius Fa