bearded wandering only go so far
when your done covering up your scars
its a cover masking your deepest ways of knowing
and once exposed your non-verbals are left showing
the world a naked innocent honest praise
so unfamiliar that mirrors cant make sense of a gaze
its like your characator is now left behind
and your left with a sense you need to find
a new you or new ground to build something on
but the truth is that your beard is just gone
so God as i shave from beard to just burns
may my heart know and even vern
for the kind of life that embraces season
going with a bearding wandering over reason
so that new faces and what feels to be treason
would be simply a sign of your new creation
