Beyond the thunderous clouds
the blood that falls from
open wounds
Beyond the shadows of old oaks
and the turbulence of
gray oceans
Beyond the sighs of the slaves
and the sunless forest of
the north
Beyond the soil of the moist earth
and the inevitability
of decay
Beyond that, the endless mysteries
beyond the vast emptiness
I feel within my soul
there is only more road
more path
winding
on and on forever.
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