The Spirit Walks

The spirit walks…

Across the Earth,
without a sense,
of where it’s going.

The spirit walks…

Such great lengths,
to endless tides,
without ever knowing.

The spirit walks…

Not knowing where it’s life has gone,
when it passed,
or why the sun has stopped showing.

The spirit walks…

Across the Earth,
across all time,
Why has its love stopped flowing?

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