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"Weary Traveler"

A collaboration with AEMelia564 (Y)  
 
Feel the woods and plant’s strain    
Received from Mother’s magik          
Some adept to the sounds made      
Pitter patter, or a gusting whoosh  
 
Twillight leaves forgotten scents  
Fallen light hangs upon the arms of trees  
The wounded healer speaks of flames  
Primal wings open vocal cords  
 
Attempt to heal the twisted mind  
gnarled like the Bristlecone pine  
Redundant winding, and turning  
Part of the shamanic schooling  
 
Obsolete universe calls out  
Weaving  hindsight hither  
Ascending earths tunes  
Humming stream of all  
 
Time’s tribulation, a silent hymn  
astral advice gained from Akashic  
Eternal, bound within the ether  
Found, though was never lost  
 
Soul retrival  
Beyond rebirth  
utopian hills sigh  
Written by _Me_
Published | Edited 4th May 2018
Author's Note
The journey of knowledge, how it makes a traveler weary.
Again, by collaboration with AEMelia564 (Y)
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