There more pilgrims emerge from the blue of the night, three brothers of the same birth, three who have now lost their way,...
There more pilgrims emerge from the blue of the night, three brothers of the same birth, three who have now lost their way,...

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There more pilgrims emerge from the blue of the night, three brothers of the same birth, three who have now lost their way, quoraling and peacekeeping as siblings do, each no longer focused on their destination,, each, for the moment, becoming strays, without purpose.
© 2021 By Duane Kirby Jensen,
9 x 12 ink on watercolor paper.

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