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The Forlorn Wayfarer
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Somewhere in Dixie, y'all Veteran
For long I wandered
In a dark and trackless wilderness
Without guiding star
Or traveling companion
One day I looked up and realized that
There were lights shining brightly above.
But which should I choose?
One led to transcendence
The path of mystics and prophets
Another guided its aspirant to a more worldly fate
A life of hearthfires and domesticity
Still another brought its seeker power and glory
But also emptiness and cruelty
Bewildered, I followed first one than the other.
As I chased those celestial lights
I discovered other travelers,
Some lost and confused as I was,
Others sure of their path.
As I exchanged tales with these strangers
I found a common hope among them all:
That at the end of their journey would be sublime bliss.
To my surprise, I found myself savoring their company.
And thus I found my purpose;
To help my fellow pilgrims find their own star.
In a dark and trackless wilderness
Without guiding star
Or traveling companion
One day I looked up and realized that
There were lights shining brightly above.
But which should I choose?
One led to transcendence
The path of mystics and prophets
Another guided its aspirant to a more worldly fate
A life of hearthfires and domesticity
Still another brought its seeker power and glory
But also emptiness and cruelty
Bewildered, I followed first one than the other.
As I chased those celestial lights
I discovered other travelers,
Some lost and confused as I was,
Others sure of their path.
As I exchanged tales with these strangers
I found a common hope among them all:
That at the end of their journey would be sublime bliss.
To my surprise, I found myself savoring their company.
And thus I found my purpose;
To help my fellow pilgrims find their own star.
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There rose a star of golden hue
Moving beyond the simple joy
I found no path in all the blue
"Awake", "Awake" my lady cried
As the wind began to sing
A whistling harmony that tried
To bring a fresh breeze to everything
I half remembered some tale
About a man that's king
I set my sights on a simple fate