These roads are filled with wandering souls
like a cast full of actors without any roles
like birds without hives and bees without nests
they wander about on undefined quests.
They left their homes for a faraway land
hoping to find some untrodden sand.
With minimal possessions and a few foreign bills
they keep going forward with unwavering wills.
What do they seek? What do they find?
The meaning of life or peace of mind?
Or maybe they find that for what they roam
was never really all that far from home.
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Brilliant.
ReplyDeleteT.S. Eliot said this:"WE SHALL NOT CEASE FROM EXPLORATION AND THE END OF ALL OUR EXPLORING WILL BE TO ARRIVE WHERE WE STARTED AND KNOW THE PLACE FOR THE FIRST TIME.
"Or maybe they find that for what they roam
ReplyDeletewas never really all that far from home."
WORDS OF GOLD
thanks for sharing teague, inhale deeply boulder air for me : )
sighhhhhhhh boulder in spring.....
Gail: It's funny you mention T.S. Elliot. After reading this, my Mom recommended I read his Four Quartets (which I have; they're great; you should read them too if you haven't).
ReplyDeleteTeri: Thanks. Where are you these days? Aren't you doing some gallivanting of your own? I'm sorry you'll miss Boulder in the Spring. I'll try to enjoy it enough for two.