Morning fit in cotton thread
Old regrets were left unread
One small bag a lighter gait
Peace walked on without a weight
Stone by stone the burden fell
Silence rang like silver bell
Wind approved with simple bow
Heart felt fit for travel now
Nothing grand no crowded cheer
Only ribs that held no fear
Hope rode quiet in the chest
Hunger turned to deeper rest
Those who pack the barest need
Find a truer kind of speed
North unfolds in secret hue
Freedom keeps the compass true