Tefilat HaDerech

Beyond the grey pale,
Marked on maps as
empty lines against white,

Spoken hearts wave in
spinning winds as
a wayfarer’s prayers.

Beauty flaps with
flags raised as love,
Left impermanent

between nature’s wails.
Safe calls beg for
consideration, from

Beyond the grey pale,
Marked on maps as
empty lines against white,

Past the final house.

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