epic journey

By Tim Brickley

roam freely,
young luminous gods
i was one, once
adventuring for the first time
in what were then-new
golden meadows.
they had come out of the woods and
she is covered in a shawl
her beaming soul uncoverable
the boy with the lock of gold
hair falling into his face has
taken to a walking stick,
the black-haired boy
is walking backward, looking out
for the maiden
and his friend
you are all in love
the boys,
each boy to the girl
whatever you will choose
it can be an
epic journey


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