The Drifter

By Dan Bickert

As lonesome and solitary as a companionless cloud
Friendless and shrouded in darkness
As an outlander by the night
Topped beneath the trees
Drifting through a valley
With a longing for the way the waves danced
Full of tumultuous jocund
At all hours the things of this world are so much with us
Like nature and it's dominion
A covetous windfall it is says I
From time to time gentile thoughts can droop
And they often pine
Time forms a man's decline
Compelled toward our destiny
In mortal pursuit of it we go forth
Sooner or later all of us shall be kindred spirits in death
While some of us live in quest
Of the alluring and lingering wake of heaven.

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about traveling and being out of place