James Cook
Go Farther
Go Farther, Then
The land was barren, the sky was black;
Walk across this dead ground and know you won’t ever go back.
Do you fear the path that waits ahead? Does it cloud your heart with pitiful dread?
Well stop, I say, don’t turn back around, and please send away that worrisome frown!
The land was barren, the sky was black;
True, sorrow and fear are things that don’t lack.
No, what is lost, what has never been seen
is something so rare it is housed in dreams.
Dream, then, dreamer, and picture a day
when the land and the sky are once more okay.