You called me when I was on the road.
I have fallen behind –
how can I catch up?
Night has fallen.
I no longer see the silhouette of the path
through the woods.
Please, I am lost –
respond to my call.
I am afraid.
I fear I go in circles.
I move farther away from You.
I sense you close by
and yet
I fear
perhaps
tomorrow
at dawn
I remain
but
You are gone.
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