...in a Grain of Sand

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(January Wk 3-4)

His mind he did hone,
His travels would fill a tome—
But weary in bone.

He, for five long years,
At times in groups, oft alone—
Walked with joy and fears.

Across the grasslands,
Met with simpletons and seers—
Earned callused hands.

He worked for his meal,
Ate fruits and roots in woodlands—
Never lost his zeal.

Slept in inns, open air
Woke to birds, or church bells' peal—
Learnt to give and share.


He saw many a sight,
Some mundane, a few quite rare—
Cities shining bright.

Brick towns, mud villages,
Ports and places awake at night—
Birds in gold cages


To men he did speak,
And heard tales never put to pages—
Of the brave and meek.


Over hills, deserts and plain,
Crossed rivers, waded creeks—
In sun, wind or rain.


He also did ponder,
Kings' dilemmas, poor man's bane—
same near or yonder.

He had no clear goal,
His heart led, he did wander—
Yet, a restless soul.


It was a fine morn,
Seeing sunrise from a knoll—
Got why he was lorn.

For return he should,
To the place where he was born—
As fast as he could.


The world he did roam,
Only then he understood—
Nothing is like home.

The world he did roam,Only then he understood—Nothing is like home

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And it is done, surprisingly, I did not have much trepidation for writing this out, though I would leave my readers to be the judge of how well I have fared. 

We had to write a haiku chain, continuing the adventure( rather the actual adventure) from the poem for Week 1-2.  From my limited understanding, haiku chains have an unique feature, the last line of one paragraph is the first line of the following on and the last line of final paragraph is the same as the first line of the starting haiku. I was not sure if I could do it for this particular challenge so I tweaked it. My Haiku has a rhyming scheme: aba, cac, dcd, with the last haiku having bmb, thus 'closing' the rhyme chain.

This is for the PoetsPub contest for January Week 3-4.

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