Moonswept

I Shall, We Shall

I shall trek through the mountains,

Listening to the ancient tales

Of timeless rocks.

Tread the path of Hannibal,

And bathe in the warmth of the snow.

I shall meander through the jungles,

Listening to the tales of Anacondas,

Smiling at the old jokes

Told by lizards.

Leaving behind my black umbrella.

I shall traverse the deserts,

Counting the grains as I go,

I shall commune with Scorpions,

Though I shall not carry them

On my back.

When my time is done,

I shall meet you on a carpet of stars,

Where, together, we will open

The secrets of the universe,

Becoming one, together.

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Owain Glyn