The Travellers
THE TRAVELLERS
A hamlet,
no larger
than a miracle,
lies before us.
A dream,
crouching uncharted
under a sea
of night sky,
unexpected
but welcome.
The sea of night
parts its waves
revealing a moonlit path
through to desert sands.
And I
lead my companions
closer to it,
lest the day dawn
and the dream fade.
While the fear
of Pharaoh’s chariots
floods our hearts.
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