Wilderness

O Hay, O Hay, my Loch Ness of the Wild,

I search and I search, but I cannot find thee,
Out in the wilderness, this is my plight,
It is hard to see in this half day and half night,
I am sure I would feel you longing for me.
Your trail has gone cold,
I know not where to look,
My crazed mind is unclear,
Deep secrets hide in each fold.
Please stop my madness,
Make yourself known,
I cannot live by this feeling,
That I am now all alone.
O God tell me, when shall I sense you within?
Please return to me now, and end this hell I am in.