The Search

by Chelle Wood - Cancer

I wandered afield
a barren wasteland
in need of quenching for my soul

I sailed adrift
the turbulent seas
in need of shelter from my turmoil

I soared above
a hundred clouds
in need of a glimpse into my future

I plunged amidst
the raging inferno
in need of warmth for my frozen blood

I traveled along
a twisted highway
in need of guidance and direction

I walked aside
the wavering shadows
in need of some companionship

I waited alone
a thousand years
in need...

And you came...

Birth sign: Cancer
Date created: 2000-11-20 10:46:03
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:43:02
Poem ID: 58515

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