A Wanderer

A  wanderer  once  set  out
In  search  of  some  treasure  to  have
Nothing  so  precious  thought  about
Than  something  as  true  as  love

A  wanderer,  once  tired  of  searching
Threw  down  the  anchor  to  settle
On  halt  was  no  pleasure  in  perching
In  the  sight  of  an  anxious  looking  turtle

But  then  …

The  wanderer  met  the  wanderer
And  thanked  the  One  above
They  couldn’t  and  cannot  be  put  asunder
For  truly  they  are  in  love

A  wonderer  once  was  in  contradiction
In  doubts  of  what  seemed  and  was  right
Tired  of  thoughts,  a  false  discretion
A  far  walk  away  from  the  light

A  wonderer  once  got  to  know
Of  the  wonderful  treasure  found
It  was,  to  the  one,  a  mighty  blow
The  head  spinning  all  around

For  …

The  wanderer  met  the  wanderer
And  thanked  the  One  above
They  couldn’t  and  cannot  be  put  asunder
For  truly  they  were  in  love
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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