Wednesday, July 17, 2013

A Walk of Life

With feet of clay I walk the barren land
Each step, an impression of the journey
Time holds the passing thoughts firmly
I walk like a stranger in a foreign land

Life is swirling and tugging at my cloak

 The elements of life beating against me
A haunting wind, its sound has an echo
My body feels the pressure of my pace 
I bend my head and pull my cloak close
Still I walk, each step a measure of love

 I am a stranger without bearing I walk
My cloak is woven with threads of love
The sounds I hear are within all I feel
It is the light of love I see within it all

Copyright © 2013 Tryphena Louise Williams

Artwork by Tryphena


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