Following something or someone
Through the trees and over the rivers
Not sure if distant or near
Find others who speak the same, but again lost
Eventually we lose each other
But I think I’m nearing end
Heart lifts by discovery
Then finds they do not understand
Either I am too far or I’ve been gone too long
I show them where I want to be
Many too afraid of my excitement to speak
They only reply with disbelief in their eyes
And I never find an answer…
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