Outdoors, on sunny days

and blue a sky,

I ride the wind to see all the beauties that are spread

by all this earth.

Indoors, by night and before sleep,

I pray and kiss these walls that gently have sheltered

the rest and dreams of a man born in old a caste,

now in oblivion; they who live only by the sake of love,

having learned anything else,

nothing more.

Published in Red Wolf Journal, January 07, 2016.

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