Ears will hear them sing,

Names gracefully ring,

Far places, the over-thrown traces,

and stray away.



Farther on we go,

More beggars with bowls,

Small vessels to hold the whole world

of the strayed away.



Letters home frome here

tell fortune and cheer,

How can they believe it

frome someone who has strayed away?



Strangers by the door

camp-tired and sore,

Come counting on kindness

for those who have strayed away.



Every mile you roam,

Ten thousand from home,

Long reasons for grieving,

Believing you've strayed away.