21 April 2017

Reivax Camlost

What can we do but travel on

What dust would cake our boots, and

Hold us back- how could we carry on?

How can we stop our travels now

What sun would warm our backs, and

Send us home- How could we stop?

Why should we tarry here for moments rest

What rest would slake our thirsts, and

Lay us down- How could we sleep?

What worries would we bother with

What tales would we so gladly tell, and

Leave as legacy- what wonders now await?

What clearing lies beyond this path

What ends are there for weary souls, and

what beginnings- what new roads to walk?

 

  • Author: Reivax Camlost (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 21st, 2017 14:58
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • Brycycle

    Very well written, and deep 😀

  • Tris Eaton

    Very good, this is awesome. I like it a lot!

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write. We should always travel new roads.



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