A Song of the Rephaim
Though the road ahead
is clear, the path remained still
unseen for us. The
way of theirs is of
no use, yet we still need to
go on. Because our
true way is the road
of our own. So come, and do
not wait anymore:
be an in-between
wanderer; a pilgrim of
the further with me.
Copyright © Diana Bosa | Year Posted 2016
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