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by Karl Waldbauer

He said he’d travel to the north
where freedom reigned in peace.
I bade him well, Godspeed, my friend, no chains for you at least.
A hope for blessings on his brow, upon his tortured heart,
went with my friend, I surely knew.
I’m practiced at that art.
When you go north remove your bonds, they’ve held you back so far.
Destroy those shackles, my own true friend,
become a shining star.
Your light was dimmed for way too long, rekindle now and blaze.
Remove your shadows, cut through the fog,
don’t stumble in the haze that clouded you,
enslaved the man, and wouldn’t let you see.
Unfettered by their cloying grasp
you just might find you’re free.


Posted on 03/17/2004
Copyright © 2022 Karl Waldbauer

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 03/17/04 at 03:06 PM

i see this as an ode to one who has left this world... i love the flow... it beautiful and sad at the same time... the reader can feel the release... excellent work... blessings...

Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 03/22/04 at 05:05 AM

beautiful, karl. i loving tribute from an open heart that has learned to let go.

Posted by Thomas K. Hunt on 04/30/04 at 10:27 PM

Beautiful parting poem...just cross over and bathe in the light that sets you free

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/06/06 at 06:10 PM

There is bittersweet hope expressed. An emotional and beautifully written farewell.

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