The Wander's Love...

[SpellAndShield]

Typo, Wanderer's

 

To tread the troubling path most dark,

Upon this journey doth each embark,

A swarthy wood, with wiles unknown,

Through blackened bramble hath sun neer shone,

Stumbling steps howbeit true,

Hollow husk of heart doth rue,

On welkins way did long I ponder,

Fool, forsaken, forever yonder,

Whence and whither I come and go,

Glibly, freely, to and fro,

Devilish doing hath me deceived,

False freedoms fear be not believed,

Naught but yonders yearning slave,

Lovelorn, longing did I crave,

This wicked world in no wise kind,

Callous cruelty did I find,

In dins deception did I seek,

Across the bounds both great and meek,

Never finding what was sought,

Despair and doom so often thought,

But ever eyeless hath been my sight,

For in thy love found I light,

With welcome words thou hast me shown,

Warm fires hearth that call I home,

Through reasons right am I reborn,

This love I bore was never lorn.

Words are wisps, they falter, fail

Feelings far beyond the pale,

For all is but shadow, shallow, moonlit cast,

My love for thee so very vast,

Thus to thee, heart now mend,

Feeble, faulty, words I send,

Now very nigh to being whole,

Tendest thou to my soul,

For thine is my love, its fires neer fade,

For thee alone was this poem made.