Travellers' Pledge
I was born to move, bound by momentum
destined to wander, beckoned by distance.
I reject chains. They corrupt like venom.
Never to be slowed or misled by assistance.
If I am weary, I will rest for a night,
lay down, my mind free to dream and explore.
But I will wake ready, before first light;
this calling of New I cannot ignore.
I will leave behind, when I say this pledge,
ever setting suns and fast fading faces.
I will carry with me vast horizon’s edge,
and the memories of places…
Copyright © Kaeo Landon-Lane | Year Posted 2015
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