A Story-Poem
A Journey
Climb Aboard the Chariot

Sometimes the women who we love take us on journeys to distant lands that we did not know existed. Sometimes we know nothing of what is said by others or what is taught by the ancients. I watch for the coming of the wind and the destruction of the world and the rebirth of the human race. She listens to the sounds her heart makes and walks through walls that have no doors. We both kiss the morning sunrise and climb aboard the chariot that will take us across the universe. We dance arm in arm to the music that fills our ears and our hearts.
Copyright © 2020 by Harley King
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