Endeavour

When I walk a mile I am tired

I see the milestone still forty miles to go

I feel desperate in my heart

Shall I make it or shall I not

My destiny lies far off

The road is dry dusty and hot

The heat is wrecking my spirit

Still I carry on wondering shall I or shall I not?

Will I reach the garden of bliss?

Will I get it or will I miss?

My spirit is drooping with the sun.

But I know I will rise again.

Somewhere beyond the horizon

And filled with hope that one day

I shall reach that garden of bliss and joy

And repeat the reward of hard toil