Wayfarer

(This is another amazing -in my opinion- poem by the same author of my previous post, who would like to remain anonymous.)

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One tempestuous night, driven perforce
the wayfarer, intrepid, sets upon his course

Leaving behind many treasures unseen
from all Earthly lusts, he hath weaned

Sparing thought for neither yester nor morrow
his heart leaveth room for not angst nor sorrow

At one with the unruly sea that grows
with unending patience, the wayfarer rows

When the haze finally rises, revealing a distant shore
the world shall need to know him nevermore

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