Wandering Bard 🎵
Beneath the moon’s soft silver gleam,
I roam through forests, rivers, dream.
Each tale I sing, each song I weave,
Awakens hearts that dare believe.
The stars above in chorus shine,
Their light entwined with every line.
Through ancient woods and valleys far,
I wander still, a wandering bard.
About the Creator
Noman Khan
Start writing...Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.
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