A serenade of silence
Deafness in my ears
Echoes of my breath
All that I can hear
Traveling through
These woods
Along this unworn path
Through thicket
And brush
All alone I walk
Traveler along side
Face unknown
Presence only felt
To where I go
It does not matter
Arrival unpredicted
For on I wander forth
Till days no longer come
 
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