Free to Travel: Prince Jussuf’s Hunting Grounds

 

 

We are all roaming from city to city;
some of us lost, others legendary.
A thousand needs are an impossibility.
We are free to travel
beyond these words. After all
we never spoke them. They
died before we knew their edges,
the boundaries we are. We sleep.
We celebrate what we eat. Our voice,
its vision, ascends the mountain.
Hiding in my hidden heart.

 

 

 

 

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