The Traveler

Once we left

our fortress

captors grey

and silent

sentence swift

and violent

 

Then I saw

her sparkle

faint a trace

her calling

lost to darkness

falling

 

Oceans lap

and honor

our abandoned

home shore

wide and silent

ever more

 

Down through

darkened aeon

I have traveled

wide and far

for the light

of Aldebar

 

For words to

form a portal

for song to guide

the searcher

for dream to

find and nurture

February 1998

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