Higher Wisdom - Ferron

Was it in your higher wisdom

That you turned your light from me

Or was it just your sense of humor

That for a moment I should see

In that darkness was I weeping

In that silence sadly free

Now I’m waiting in your valley

To be standing on your mountain

That I might tumble down your hillside

To a place that waits for me

From a time I dare to mention

I was shown the broken line

In this world of good intentions

The cruelest love can seem so kind

And you may harbor quiet sorrow

But to speak it is the crime

And so I’m waiting in your valley

To be standing on your mountain

That I might tumble down your hillside

To a place that waits for me

I am soldier without country

Having laid my guns to rest

I am time without the notion

You could say I floundered with the best

I have followed after hunger

And I watched my wants infest

Now I’m waiting in your valley

To be standing on your mountain

That I might tumble down your hillside

To a place that waits for me

I have asked so many people

What the spark of life might be

But they bade me not to ask for

More than the muted heart could be

And though they posed me many faces

All but one I could not see

And so I’m waiting in your valley

To be standing on your mountain

That I might tumble down your hillside

To a place that waits for me