He Stands By The Side Of The Road

He stands by the side of the road
And glances upward of the coming
For the rolling crickets call
For in the night a magic rains

And falling back again like a trumpet
He calls with silence to his people
His heart like drums keeping time
That allows him existence dually

Once again upon the fork to go
He smiles at the purple army and grieving
Great grand goblins giggle like a trip
They tell him DANCE and so he moves

And so he moves around the world
Like a statue walking on a cloud
Another bat patrols the border air
To help him finish his infinite search

And so he moves around this world
Stopping for a moment…
He stands by the side of the road

He Stands By The Side Of The Road

ryan  munson

Oceanport, United States

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