My Soul To My Master I Owe

I have lived for eons through time and space Toiled and traveled through all my days From the warm golden temple of the sun To the white granite pavilions of the moon I have hung among distant blazing stars ... Still my soul has found no rest To earth I sailed on light beams iridescent Explored the blue-green oceans deep I have climbed snow-covered mountain peaks And carried by winds over hot, barren desert sands I have found some relief in oasis green... Yet, still my soul can find no rest Through lighting storms and crashing waves Through riches won and riches lost I have heard robin sing her song so sweet Earth’s finest instruments can not compete Enthralled by the million voices of a children’s choir... Yet my thirst for rest remains unquenched I must return from whence I came Where my soul, this light to my Master, I owe Though beauty of the universe remains unsung Still incomparable to my Master’s home I know this yearning will never cease ‘Til Heaven’s shores my soul will reach