He wanted to go,
he didn't know the reason why.
He just knew he had to go,
before he would die.
He didn't understand,
all the feelings he had inside.
He had to go,
for the dream he had in mind.
He didn't tell anyone,
where he was going to be.
He said to everyone,
it was time for him to leave.
He moved to a city,
with no friends in town.
Searching for something,
he had no idea it was around.
He prayed to Almighty God,
every day and every night.
And found some peace,
when he saw the light.
He worked so hard,
and never took time to pray.
He realized God was there,
to help him on his way.
He's back with a new life,
all because he prayed.
He's glad he took the trip,