Passings

Roads converge and separate
Paths can cross and undulate
The sun will rise and darkness falls
Doves and ravens let out their calls

Alone I watch and scrutinize
Alone I wait to see the signs
Alone I sit in patience still
Alone I ponder greater will

Seasons come and seasons go
Round again, to and fro
Yet I sit and yet I wait
Will it ever be my fate?

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