Wandering Desires

The day your steps leave the home behind, The plea for comfort will be buried and confined, You’ll adorn yourself, no wish will remain, For your soul will be freed from dreams so vain. Don’t lose yourself in sorrow, O traveler, You won’t find smiles in hearts so far, Your loneliness is the pain that fills, The empty spaces of hearts, where your dream still chills. Don’t witness this scene with open eyes, Close them, and see where peace truly lies, Your heart, though empty, will grow heavy with weight, Your eyes will fill, and the light within will dissipate.