The wandering nomad

I am but a wandering nomad

Travelling from corner to corner

Of this hallowed Earth

Much trodden upon

In seeking contentment.


I am but a clueless soul

Skipping from dream to dream

Of the expansive mind

Much thoughts thought

In searching truth.


I am but a lost being

Stammering from phrase to phrase

Of this oft-used tongue

Much words spoken

In finding meaning.

Having been a jack

But never a master

I be ready and steady

To not run further

To stay and be;


Till I find a haven

A place of welcome

Unto where I shall bask

In glory and power



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