Weary Wanderer.

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Weary wanderer stop and listen!

Were the lines I heard from way back

Like a dandelion gone to seed

Blooming at the end of a green stem

The flower dries and form seed

Blow it away,

and the paricles scatter

Gone into oblivion.

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Dandelion seeds in the morning sunlight blowing away in the wind across a clear blue sky

My life was a dandelion

Blown everywhere by whatever comes

Trying to be everywhere but nowhere

Que sera sera, the tunes on the wanderer’s lip

Like dandelions gone to seed

I didn’t have control

I couldn’t take control of the directions.

I became a prey for the lion 

Not able to see the danger signs

Till it was too late

Wounded ,hurting

Vulnerable to deception

I thought I was doing fine on my own

Till I hear the voice calling out

Weary wanderer,

stop and listen,

You are wading too deep into the lies

It’s a trap,

Stop! Look up!!

Break free from the lies, the trap

Before it becomes a stronghold

Too strong to break!

Weary wanderer, stop and listen

To the voice calling out

This is the way.

Weary wanderer stop!

 

 

Inspired by Shaun Alexander’s THE WALK.

 

OBA2016@Thekingsoracle. All rights reserved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Many times we need to stop and listen because getting direction saves time and yields result. Great post

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