Monday, July 25, 2011

The Wanderer


He walked west until he disappeared
Where blue sky meets golden earth
He never looked back and never feared
Anyone would question his worldly worth

He was a man with a wandering lust
He had a heart as big as the sun
He was a simple man who won your trust
His thirst for change was never done

Whatever comes will have to be
He can’t change what change has done
From sandy shores on a quiet sea
To where the mountain touches the sun

Someday when his life has gone away
When his legs are weak and sore
When he sees no other reason to stay
He’ll rest and walk the earth no more

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