To this end, we had been searching
Many a decade long
Feeling inside an unknown emptiness
We named it not, but knew
It travelled beside us many a dusty road
Where lights of taverns, games of chance
and richest banquets set before us
did not satisfy
And all the wells of knowledge could not slake
this thirst
A memory lost in time, so long ago
We clutched and guessed at meaning
Hope flickering like the last breath
of wintry night on candlelight
And we, the three
Wise or foolish, who could say
Waited, watched
and in one glorious burst of light,
Followed.
Jo Collett 04/12/14
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