August 25, 2012

A Wanderer


Let me fly high,
High up in the sky.
Let my wings unfurl,
Unfurl like swings.
Stop me not from going,
Going in the wild.

Stop me not from moving,
Moving to and fro.
My destination is unknown,
Unknown like the space.
My world is a wonder,
Wonder like a dream.

I’ll vanish in the wilderness,
Wilderness of the dark.
I am searching for truth,
Truth which is eternal.

28 comments:

  1. Again, lovely work! Loved it. Especially the last stanza. True, we are wanderers in search for truth. Many find it in their own backyard, many walk miles on and on. :)

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  2. Really nice! I liked the pattern of the poem:)

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  3. Ah, and then when you get there you may find Light instead of the darkness. But this is how urgently we must want our true nature--enough to grow as fully as possible, enough to leave all of the known ...

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  4. This beautiful I love that last stanza especially I resonate strongly with your quest

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  5. a girl/woman dream. Enjoyed.

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  6. Ah, the continual search for truth....which we all search for, each of us in our way. So true that the journey is unknown, but I hope it is a pleasant one nonetheless and that enlightenment/truth will be found.

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  7. raise the wings in faith:-)

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  8. Beautiful description of the quest so many are on.

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  9. hmm.aren't we all?may you find what you seek.

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  10. The poem itself has a dreamlike quality......"wonder like a dream". Lovely.

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  11. truth is there to be found by those willing to seek...i have always dreamed of flying as well....

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  12. Lovely---I love the freedom of the truth--

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  13. I liked the form beginning from the last word again and again..just like a journey!

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  14. There Is Nothing But Truth In Nature, And Like A Child On A Swing, Perfection Is In That Moment Of Innocence And Being.

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  15. Sometimes truth is elusive...

    I too would love the freedom of flying...

    Anna :o]

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  16. Leave a trail, I'd like to find it too!

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  17. Wonderful poetry.

    http://joycelansky.blogspot.com/2013/06/theme-thursday-destinations.html

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  18. Well conceived and executed. May fortune smile on your search.

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  19. love your lines - my world is a wonder, especially..

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  20. May you find that which you truly seek. Every new moment of every new day is a wonder and we always wonder if we will still be here. But I think the truth of what may come will never truly be known but by the one we truly seek.

    What a wonderful poem to share with us for this weeks Theme Thursday. May your weekend be filled with a new destination of joy and wonder.

    God bless.

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  21. :) Thanks.....wonderful people....

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  22. to fly...to soar...to seek truth...excellent
    you join the great poets in your quest...nice writing

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  23. woops!!!! too much to handle,,gsb, I am just a minuscule who scribbles some lines...

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  24. The search for truth . . . magical.

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