Weary Traveler Poem by Rick Elpers

Rick Elpers

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Weary Traveler



The dust that billows
Round my feet
Leads me astray
Coming in contact 
with my other self 
Watching the dance
Of wind and object
Cause a revelation or two
Still uncertainly as time
Allows past, present, future
Allusions to swallow dreams
This road this dusty road
Goes on forever 
Taking me blinded across
A landscape feared not of death
But of dying.

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