THE CARAVAN

The caravan of life
moves slowly, silently
toward its destination

the journey appears
smooth
suddenly it encounters
a snag

throws a clog in the
wheels
making travel weary

winds whip up a storm
tearing at sand castles
built long ago
eyes become blurred

the gypsy gazes into
her crystal ball
foresee the future
the caravan moves on.

Heather Burns

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