A traveller

wordsmithCommunity member
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Life leads each of us, its inexplicable force touches deeper than we realise.
In my lifetime I have journeyed far, but in my craft as a poet, I shall never near its completion.
None but the wordsmith knows, the continual thirst to quench, the insatiable desire simply to release but one word.

A traveller

by wordsmith

Soulful Tis not the scars, we bear, but how we wear them

None but the traveller shall see nor feel. That which has eluded too many Love .. In its truest form

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Please accept my thanks. I have still much to learn and be taught of my craft, despite my at times solitary journey as a mere poet. My steps have lead me through 25 years, allowed me to quench but momentarily my growing thirst to release words. The pen, eager to rise, fall gently upon life's page Words, my life blood flows as upon the soul, ink shall leave its indelible mark Yet! Unseen, unheard and unspoken but whispers of myself.

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