A Shapeless Narrative

A Shapeless Narrative

This frame of mind derails
As I reap and roam
And gather the world
In full

For the moment, I live without form
An amorphous soul
Seeping through the void

I’ll toil at another
And sow, the seeds of myself
And grow into a new day’s role

To shift forevermore
Aimlessly driven
Each era that nears
And passes by night

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Keeping the world immersed in stanza.