In the begining

Unfettered at last
free to face the wilderness
let the solitude in to cleanse
the weary soul
banish the cobwebs and dust off
long forgotten dreams
the gaze that sent my heart soaring

Stranger

Here we muse as the shadows grow long
a series of misteps
we follow the well worn paths
but there is a growing chasm
between us

surely the signs were there all along