orgami's Diaryland Diary

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instrument of excursion

dragged the tired
and weary horses
to the chariot
our hearts are into it
bent to the chord of
wind humming in our
hair and mane

the dreams are vivid
plays
alive like a sea agitated
the dust clings to memories
of roads passed
each turn of the wheels
like years drawing
the nurture of age into
a marrow threshold of
awareness

draw onward
to night
flooded in
the firelight
of a thousand
camps of heaven

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9:27 a.m. - 2016-07-02

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