first rough draft: to where I'm going

when I get to where I'm going
when I'm gone from where I've been
I'll miss the ocean breeze 
blowing gentle on my skin
like a newborn baby
I'll awaken once again
when I get to where I'm going

when I cross the river of Jordan
when I finally find my home
when I reach that place that's more than
anywhere I've known
I will leave behind a bounty
of all the seeds I've sown
when I get to where I'm going

         I love you more
         than you could ever know
         I am weary
         let me go

all the bright stars of the desert
all the dreaming of my youth
all the work inside each effort
of the telling of the truth
I can only hope my love for you
remains my earthly proof
when I get to where I'm going