Travellers

Travellers we are
Near and far
The road
To Paradise
Begins inside
Step down
Lose the fake
Crown
Of the false
Self!
Meet life
With true
Eyes
Pure heart
Then fly
Up high
There shall be
Someone free
Looks like you
Hold the hand
See behind
The flesh
And bones
Have a moment
Of eternity
With that
Who looks
Like you
But has
A soul
That knows
No fear
Be one with him
Or her
That’s your
Passage
Through a frontier
Which seems real
On the other side
You look back
Gaze at the track
No footprints
No shadows
No worries
You’ve arrived
Into the Palace
Made only
For you!

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About The Soaring Eagle

Entrepreneur, Investor, Solution Architect, Award-winning poet, Published author
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