Quatrain Of Traveler Poem by Yorktown Disciple

Quatrain Of Traveler



Stranded among a thousand sounds,
without a way to hear,

Standing on redemption road,
in a weakened effort to disappear.

Alas, the weary forsake their goals,
flag down a passerby,

God sojourned within an hour,
the travelers were left to cry.

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