Sunday, January 17, 2016

Broken Traveler, 12.1.13

I traveled East,
Until I met the Sun.
In its radiance I burned,
And was left a spirit.

I traveled West,
Into the dying day.
Held its light within my heart,
Before it passed away.

I traveled North,
And in the snow I froze.
Crystals of ice,
Pierced my soul.

I traveled South,
To feel heat again,
It melted the ice,
Until I was no more.