a way of a stranger

Like a mortally wounded animal,
retreating to the rock of refuge;
Like a ship, captainless,
sailing towards its last storm;
Like a clown, playing
all the joys and tears of a nation;
Like a pillar of a ruined dome;
Like a fire, fuelless,
retreating into the embers,
A way of a stranger
through this
journey home.

 

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