
A discovery.
Before you, a wind raging vortex storm.
You enter without fear
searching for answers.
No discovery.
You keep walking for many, many moons.
You discover
the journey is the answer.
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A discovery.
Before you, a wind raging vortex storm.
You enter without fear
searching for answers.
No discovery.
You keep walking for many, many moons.
You discover
the journey is the answer.
A spade and a bucket,
togs and no worries.
Once I was so young,
close or far from the sea.
A travelling heart,
genetically programmed.
Longing for the journey,
dreaming of many lands.
A chance to take a journey,
you tell me you won’t come.
Hoping you would come,
knowing it feels right to go.
Travelling near and far,
many roads and white lines.
A haiku a day for life,
a haiku a day to feel your love.
Sounds of different lands,
the sounds connect memory.
We saw snow-covered peaks,
salty warm seas of aquamarine.
Rainforests with bitey beasts,
and deserts so hot, breathless.
A call from you is a gift,
hoping to see you again soon.
A way of saying you’ve had enough
of my hodophile heart.
Longing for a love we don’t share,
a love I could not see.
I said love is an eternal thing,
you said, ‘come home and be with me’.
I said, ‘I know, love, yet we are worth
the misunderstandings.
I said, ‘only if you promise to come with
me on a journey’.
You said, ‘I don’t understand you, yet…’
moving through
the smoggy air
feeling weak
everyone stares
following the line
metal tins move
feeling tense
no one cares
missed the stop
she continues on
feeling wild
her mind flares
the sea arrives
she runs to her
feeling love
the sea cares