Wandering Souls - Poem by Henrik Johansson
I’ve lost my sight,
In a desolate place.
Which way to go.
Shine my moon,
Like a beacon at night.
By thus I follow.
I’m in your vicinity,
With your light,
I'll find a way.
forever grateful I’ll stay.
Topic(s) of this poem: emptiness, god, loneliness, love, soul
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