Poem – My Hearts, My Traveler

My heart, my fellow traveler

It has been decreed again

That you and I be exiled, 

go calling out in every street, 

turn to every town.

To search for a clue

of a messenger from our Beloved.

To ask every stranger

the way back to our home.
In this town of unfamiliar folk

we drudge the day into the night

Talk to this stranger at times, 

to that one at others.
How can I convey to you, my friend

how horrible is a night of lonliness *

It would suffice to me

if there were just some count

I would gladly welcome death

if it were to come but once. 

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