Wayfarer, merely I am--
In pursuit of hidden memories
Of the world and the stars.
My feet shall not go weary
Chasing the blinding light
That seems forever peeking
Over the purple mountains--
I take one step forth
And the horizon takes two back.
My hands shall not go weary
Reaching for the hanging fruit
That seems so close to touch
Yet so far to grab with whole hand--
Such is the vicious fate of a wayfarer!
Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020 at 9:31 PM UTC
Wayfarer, merely I am--
In pursuit of hidden memories
Of the world and the stars.
My feet shall not go weary
Chasing the blinding light
That seems forever peeking
Over the purple mountains--
I take one step forth
And the horizon takes two back.
My hands shall not go weary
Reaching for the hanging fruit
That seems so close to touch
Yet so far to grab with whole hand--
Such is the vicious fate of a wayfarer!
September 23, 2020
