They
sent me away, they did, smiling and waving, few provisions in my sack, no compass, save the flickering stars
And
what a night it was, howling moaning wind whispering through every part of my
poor aching body
Speaking
softly and slowly a prayer from an ancient book: Help me, O LORD my God: O save me according to thy mercy* …
And
there it was, just the fact of a sole figure moving into darkness and the
vastness of space
*Psalm 109:26
