We journey on
Each day we cross the river,
each stride into the anonymous
newness that daylight affords.
It sometimes rains
upon our travelling,
sometimes the headstrong wind
bondages our freedom -
a friction to our step.
We journey on.
We journey on.
The beyond beckons
like a sylkie siren
on unseen rocks
but there is no safe-harbour
stillness for our wandering.
Our one way ticket
offers no respite.
We journey on.
We journey on.
Between the 'here'
of this moment
and the 'there'
of the next
we journey on.
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