Barren Mind

			Earth holds no joy -
			All is so grey...
			Drifting past...
			The world spins past -
			Again, again...

			Time goes so quickly 
			As you are not fully conscious.
			You fail to understand implications,
			Or simply do not care
			What those implications might possibly be...
			The sands seem to stretch on forever,
			Unceasing desert -
			With no-one else in that desert with you...
			Wherever others stand is an oasis -
			One you can sometimes enter,
			But the oases comes and goes as your friends do.

			Struggling to understand what you are there to do...
			Drifting...
			Spinning...
			Fluctuating emotions -
			Happening to others...
			The joy of others so rarely reaches you -
			All is dulled -
			Even pain is sometimes not noticeable -
			But all too often it stabs -
			It seems to be the only emotion
			That can penetrate the mist.

			Pain of shortcomings...
			Pain of failings...
			Pain of a slowly deteriorating heart...

			Slowly, a few coloured things light your path:
			People,
			Words,
			The Word,
			Challenges -
			You begin to see some sands give way
			To oases that have always been there -
			But for so long invisible to you.
			By piecing together these points
			You can begin to understand
			What it is you have to do -
			What you have been waiting for.
			Finally excitement enters your life again!
			Spreading determined strength through your heart,
			And the job gets done -
			Cold sands give way to the forest -
			Colour is part of your life once again,
			And finally you can bask
			In the love of the Son.

			You understand why you spent your lonely time,
			When you felt so few were near -
			Gleaning now that many were in fact there,
			And always the Three most important.
			And now, after your long Night of Darkness,
			You can see so much more,
			And can feel things other than pain.

			Lying, 
			Then sitting joyfully in the light -
			Then sprung into action!
			Tending your garden -
			And continually on the lookout
			For withering gardens of others.