Sunday Stew: Vagabond

I am the wanderer

the nomad

a drift from Mountain to Valley

and back again

no place to call home

The world is my home, my oyster

its peaks, valleys, rivers, oceans, forest all my home

I drift upon the sea of life

like driftwood

I am the remains of something ancient, long ago forgotten

I am the fossilized remains of the ancient dinosaur

who once proudly roamed the earth

I am now fodder for the hungry

shelter for the lowly

I am the foundation of something great yet to come

by Jaime Rodriguez

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