Blown away, carried some place far
Off to somewhere or nowhere seen only by the stars
Travelling everywhere and around
No trail left on the ground
I am but a nomad
Carried by the wind
Prose, Poetry, and Knick Knacks (formerly One Poem A Day)
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. – Edgar Allan Poe
