Wandering

A wandering mind,
Loses sight of the Holy,
Searching endlessly,
for the right path to travel.
How could I have known,
Which way to travel to you,
If not for your love,
Lighting the path at my feet.
Why do I wander,
Even though you show me the way?
Why do I stumble,
When I see the path that I walk?
Why do I walk away,
Even though you’re my only hope?
How strong is my faith,
When my words are not acting?
How strong is my hope,
When I do not turn to you?
How strong is my love,
When I walk away from yours?