Sunlight shines hard upon the traveler,
Weary and weak with dreams out of his reach,
Walking on pebbles of waterless beach,
Over the ridge appears a straggler.
Revived by gusts of friendly winds of north,
The traveler approaches that figure,
Making him that loner alone no more.
The mysterious figure coming forth,
The sun hides behind clouds that grow bigger,
A stream appears to fill his lonesome dreams.
© 2002 bounce.to/blacklabb
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