Sunday, June 14, 2009

Musings of a Wayward Traveler

And as you lay there fast asleep
I wrapped my soul inside your arms.
I left it there for you to keep.

I stood in the middle of nothing,
no black, no white,
nothing.

I fell down and cried,
"Why me, why now?
This journey has gone too long."

A voice inside me
yelled in reply
"Just walk out the door."

Grabbing ahold of the shiny doorknob
I pushed my way out,
stood blinking the sun out of my eyes
and turned around to see you.

I strode over as you opened your arms
and then I was whole.

"What a journey." I said as I stared
at the clouds and laid down my head.

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