no direction

in clouds by anelephantcant

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no direction

winter creeps in from the east
cap lardier lost in misty shrouds
the sky is wretched dark and grey
my spirit writhes in clouds

sun shines warmly in the south
forgetting pain and dismal cold
but in the darkness left behind
my soul is bleak and old

for she is far off to the west
the angry tortured sea
broad prairies cities mountains high
that’s where I yearn to be

so I seek solace in the north
my land of ice and sleet and snow
even ‘mong the bonnie lochs and glens
all love seems long ago

now I wander aimlessly
unaware of the direction
it doesn’t matter where I go
there’s no dream of resurrection

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