To the Mistress Of Chill


Ere the wanderer returns, whole and happy
Should it ever be so
And if she leaves a place a little wappy
Just smile and let her go

As the distance grows from whence she came
To home it will close
In deed, in thought, part will remain
Upon the travelled road

And so the journey has changed?
Maybe, what of it?
Perhaps the journey is the change
In you, and you the wiser for it

And when it is complete
This thing you have done
Once a while, you'll sit awhile
And think on each day won

Peace
Max
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Max Crean (c) 2009



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