Hour 9 – Nowhere

Prompt for Hour Nine

I’ve traveled so far in pursuit of a dainty brook
The forests were friendly
The desert was hospitable
However, the brook, she’s indifferent to me

Notwithstanding, I’ve been walking by her side
The path ahead leads into mountains uncharted
My brook dances gleefully over her bed of pebbles
The hills are singing… the words I’ve never read

Over these hills, a forest lies ahead
Anyhow, I can’t see the brook anymore
In the twilight of my pointless sojourn I wonder
How to go back to where I was before

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