ALONE

Still waters
Reflecting quiet skys
And my empty soul
I walk the banks alone

The silence blinds
My choice of paths
Idealism forgotten
I walk the banks alone

The endless way
The path leads through
A darkened tunnel of
Autumn leaves and bending
Branches concealing direction
Continuing future light of day
I walk the banks alone

An endless journey
From idealism
And no way to return
I walk the banks alone

The beginning
Ideal and hopeful
The end distant and unknown
My sextant useless
I walk the banks alone

Navigation by feel
Our accumulations useless
Markers of certain uncertainty
I walk the banks alone

It was yesterday
That the passion spilled
Catching breath and body
With the taste of spring
I walk the banks alone.

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