I set my mind to
wander
Through the
wastelands of my soul,
A vast expanse of
deserts,
And the terrors that
they hold.
I set my soul to
wander
Through the barrens
of my heart,
To the source of
emptiness,
No science and no
art.
I set my heart to
wander
Through the badlands
of my mind,
Seeking some shred of
comfort;
There’s nothing left
to find.
©2013, Qoheleth
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