Wanderer

Alone
Beneath an endless sky
No horizon in sight
A distant forever…

I walk alone
Mile upon mile
Over rugged stones
Sharp cutting points
No smooth ground
Shoes worn to nothing

For years, I have journeyed
A nomad, a wanderer
In the great wilderness of life
Dangers surrounding
No guardians, no friends
Red eyes in the darkness

And yet for every step
The wasteland never ends
As I wander through the hazards
Never having hope
Always under threat
Adrenaline unending

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Long long ago
I was abused, misused
Tormented and hated
For reasons unknown
I was driven away
Rejected, forgotten…

But what do I search for?
Will I know when I have found it?
The goal is undefined
I struggle to understand
Just what it is I hunt for
In my forever walk

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Is there anybody out there?
Anyone who cares?
About a lowly, lonely, hidden soul
Invisible to all?

Does anyone know
How to relieve the pain of wandering
From place to place in silence
Tears of fear outpouring

Does anybody hear?
Does anybody see?
This wandering dot in a sea of stone
Frozen in this field?

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On the verge of bleak surrender
As I take my final steps
I look towards the East
On a hill ahead
Way off in the distance
A house of white appears

Onward in that direction
Must be my single goal
Step by step, I look ahead
A line, a path, a narrow road
Growing nearer every minute
I hope to find a healing rest

As I approach the house
I see a swarming mass
Of people now outpouring
Hands held forward
Calling me onward
To their welcome refuge

Finally…no wandering
I am here

I am home…