The Traveler
A long road
Weary--full of fight,
A traveler looks down it
And sees no end in sight.
His steps are hesitant,
Even a bit scared.
He knows the struggles ahead
Leave him naught prepared.
He travels along, one track mind
One breath,
The road's filled with wonders
The likes of which, he couldn't guess.
The journey seems long
But short just the same,
Seems along the way
His body and mind he's learned to tame.
A sudden light hits him,
It's glow bright and new--
He has a rebirth of sorts
Pure as morning dew.
Discoveries here,
Frustrations abound
And yet, for the first time,
He feels completely aground.
His body is quiet,
His thoughts seemed to have slowen,
An inner peace as deep as this
He's never before known.
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