Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Traveler

The night is dark,
The road shines in the moonlight.
A lone figure walks on the
Gravel path along the side of the road,
Hunched over, padding along silently.
He stops, steals a glimpse at the moon,
Pulls his cowl lower over his face
And continues on his lonesome journey.
He is a traveler in his own dreams,
Forever wandering his path.

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