The Wanderer Wonder Soul
Written by Enos Sopacuaperu
Beyond the map where borders fade,
A quiet spirit leaves the shade,
To trace the curve of unpaved stone,
Content to journey forth alone.
For feet that drift through wind and sand
Seek more than contours of the land;
Each turning path, each distant view,
Awakes the mind to questions new.
What moves the tide? What guides the flight
Of burning embers in the night?
The restless step, the roaming eye,
Find mysteries across the sky.
No hollow drift, no empty maze—
A sacred spark ignites the gaze.
The soul that wanders far and free
Is bound to wonder, breathe, and see.