Constant Wanderer
Poem
I am a constant wanderer
Whose home is scattered
And whose feet never rest
Among the numerous roads
I have an urge to get lost
I am a constant wanderer
Whose limits are invisible
And whose dreams are real
Among the colorless masses
I have an urge to dare.
I am a constant wanderer
Whose heart reigns free
And whose eye are searching
Among the everlasting lights
I have an urge to dance.
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photograph by Caleb George
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