The Wandering One
From ebon nights, that seem everlasting
In the land of the midnight sun
He trudges through the blizzards embrace
For miles he's the only one
To radiant rays from heavens glow
They set the sand ablaze
Steady accross the desert's peril
The meandering stranger strays
Upon the peaks , that pierce the clouds
A gasp of thinning air
Climbs with single minded will
To what though, he is not aware
Just soldiering on, He is soon to be gone
On a journey which has not yet begun
For he searches without, what he seeks is within
Forever the wandering one.
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