Image Credit: David Sharmanrest-less wanderer looking for things that no longer exist
looking for any sight that might seem familiar
here is your admonission:
realize that nothing will be as it was
NOTHING.
begin all over
start as a child
assume the role of the novice
like the fawn who has not earned his legs yet
the pieces of words you hear are mere fragments of meaning
you do not speak the native tounge here
you can't anticipate the weather
your garments are a tattery scatter of unrelated pieces
every day you must forage for food
in the dark you curl into a ball and hold your knees to your chest as the rest of the world goes on and on and on and on and on...
you rely on the kindness of strangers
once
once you were beloved
once there was another that looked for your face in a vast throng of humanity
once your voice, your word was important
once you offered warmth and comfort and home to a fiesty traveler
that was then... your “once” is fading fast like a dying fire suppressed by the coldest of forest nights
and now it is strangely silent and dark
the only sound is your breathing
and you start to restlessly wander into the jet black of mystery
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