Wanderer

Alone he walks
Along the road of night,
Just one more shadow
Lost in the dark,
Stepping carefully
On unseen ground.
He listens to the wind
Whose presence
Is his only companion.

Paul G Weaver
2017

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“Come to me,”
I hear the darkness
Whisper.

“Come to me,
For I was here
Long before you
And when you are gone,
I will remain.”

“Come to me,”
It echoes on the night wind.
“Come home,
For here
You become you
And here you belong.”

Paul G Weaver
2018

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