A lonely wanderer walking towards the light,
Wind in my hair, no oasis in sight.
Footsteps behind me fade into the sand
As I wander aimlessly through this barren land.
Sun kissing my forehead with its violent rays,
The only thing I truly feel is the warmth on my face.
Delving ever deeper into these foreign fields,
I've never felt so vulnerable, never been without my shields.
Forgotten and alone, all I can do is move.
Standing still may be fatal if I stand in the wrong groove.
Stumbling ever further, pushing on and on,
Never ceasing, never breathing till all but sight is gone.
Perhaps one day I will feel the moon's gentle grace,
Caressing all my blistering sores and wiping tears from my face.
I'll sink into the sand, buried like all of my footprints.
Never ceasing, never breathing till I rest my sacrements.
Author notes
I used the picture and this was what came to mind! Please tell me what you think!
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Comments
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'A lonely wanderer walking towards the light,
Wind in my hair, no oasis in sight.
Footsteps behind me fade into the sand
As I wander aimlessly through this barren land.' wow. this caught my interest. I think you captured the emotion in the picture brilliantly. Well done! I liked it
Thankyou for entering and good luck!
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