Journey Man
The wind stretches taut
across his ears,
playing them.
His feet shuffle,
Send clouds of dust
in shapeless forms
to either side
and nowhere.
And in the distance somewhere
- he is sure -
lies his home.
Copyright © Carl Nel | Year Posted 2012
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