Waning Wanderlust
because I hear I must heed
the ancient earthsky's silent call
that softly echoes in my brain,
telling me, "I am one, I am all,"
so now I'm dying to return
to where at last my searching soul
may find its long forgotten self
and once again be truly whole.
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2006
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