The Search
Walking along the deserted road,
Missing from thy presence;
I walked.
Valleys, forests, wildernesses ...
Streets, alleys, basements ...
I wandered.
On the whole earth, vast wanderings;
Arriving on time change
I changed.
Horizon by golden sun,
The muses, fascinated,
I pleaded.
The ship perennial ajar
Awaiting my arrival,
Boarded.
Misty sea ... sad, deep
Taken on the banks of the world,
Sailed.
Wind fearsome afflicts the candles,
Browser experienced, corrects,
I prayed.
Now past the storm
The nostalgia of yesteryear becomes larger,
I cried.
Spotting safe land,
Mount well figure
Landed.
Finding refuge in his arms,
Happiness as a prelude
I was.
Richard Kalsson
