Keith Foley - At What Price

The price I have to pay is much too much,
giving up the world and all its lust, after lust.

The mind is willing, but the body seems weak.
How can I beat the odds and finally have a winning streak?

The place I want to go, this trip I have to take,
I'm willing to search the world over, even for the smallest break.

But I know all this chasing is like the whirling of the wind,
I can search the world over, but must face myself again.

So the place want to go, this place I need to reach,
I will follow myself inside and listen, for the teacher to teach.

Keith Foley

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