Artwork from Google



walking through the crowd …



alone,
not lonely,


traversing oceans,
skipping mountains,

tugged by beckoning smiles,

absorbed along
endless miles,


seeking strands of hope,
loosely strung,

untying the noose,
where desolation once hung,


while,


scribbling verses unfathomably obtuse,

discarding meter and rhyme,

frantically
chasing ever-fleeing time,


knowing,


my moulting skin
is all that i have to lose,


while still,


walking through the crowd,

alone,
not lonely,


an outsider …


always,


seeking peace
within,


ever hopeful
of gentler days,


when
healing may begin,


soothing the soul,


casting off leaden weight,

of so much that has in tne past,


passed …



Artwork from Google

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