Nomad of Love

I am a nomad of love… Wandering through deserts of despair Camping in oasis that fade away Hunting on land full of swift souls And still I forge on. I am a warrior of love… Planning the best defense to protect My heart standing knee deep in false hope Fighting for a prize I have yet to find And still I solider on. I am an artist of love… Molding my burning desires into shapes Writing a song that dares to be sung Painting a picture only I can see And still I dream on. I am a believer of love… Preaching on theories that have no validity Teaching a vision of both folk and faith Praying for something I know must be And always I move on. Onward to the final destination. That I know, that I feel, that I need called love.