Another Intellectual Being

The Way Back

I stepped into the world

With a flame alight in my heart

A sound of distant rolling thunder

An echo of lost dreams


I took the first steps with uneasy caution

With a wisdom of an old man seldom lost

A wilderness grew in my heart

Materials lost in the undergrowth


Searching in the hidden, the wild unknown

I found in the slivers, the blades of grass

The wild berries and sweet nectars

A love for the empty road


The dreams I had forgotten

A love for the love lorn wild

A quiet distant fate

A sad broken child within me


I took a long journey

Of  self discovery and love

But the best part of it was

The jouney home and above




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