Hermit

by Daenerys Stormborn   Jun 8, 2006


Humble is the hermit hole
Dwelling deep within the dirt
Soundless asleep is his soul
Hindered by his selfless hurt
Wayward wanderer of the wind
Ponderer of the present path
Saint to sorrys of the sinned
Working wonders against wrath
Patient pupil of a painful past
Silent seeker of silken sand
Content to carry out his cast
Helping happily his homeland

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