from a life of wandering
an internal clock tick-tock
whispers
the old road is calling
its winter deserts of stars
and loneliness
the cold north coast
valleys of rivers and wildflowers
mountain peaks that line the heavens
but i will not go
a new road calls and whispers
this way
into seasons of forgetting
where i am
and where i’ve been
from a life of wandering
Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 11:02 AM UTC
from a life of wandering
an internal clock tick-tock
whispers
the old road is calling
its winter deserts of stars
and loneliness
the cold north coast
valleys of rivers and wildflowers
mountain peaks that line the heavens
but i will not go
a new road calls and whispers
this way
into seasons of forgetting
where i am
and where i’ve been
from a life of wandering
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© Jared Christian · (The Poet) · 2025
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