The rebel waits...
Updated: Jun 1
The solitary figure
stands in the distance
head held high.
Sparks from the eyes
penetrate the darkest corners.
No one dares approach
as his strength is imminent.
Who is this stranger,
what is his quest?
His is the restlessness
of Soul waiting for the moment
man awakens from his unconscious
traverse through time
Be patient my rebel,
Your time is at hand
