Wayfarer

23 March 2026

https://poems.culturing.net/2026/03/23/wayfarer/

I am a wayfarer, lost somewhere between
heaven and earth, with my own compass,
accepting no other guide. It is funny how few
are allowed to be free. But for you and me,
dear reader, whoever and whenever you are,
there is no other way. The stars won't obey
our commands or make plain what we know by heart:
that we are where we start, and all else grows from here.