the blight of the traveler
weariness creeping in
longing for the rest of home
but still the journey calls
still your mind
picture this
your head resting
in my hands
the strength I feel
can be yours
share it
claim it
for yourself
then off you go
your mind at ease
this peace, a gift
I give to you
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