it’s not what you are running from
it’s where you are heading to,
the desire
the hope
you are one of a few,
needing to fulfill
inquisitive minds
exploring
the unknown
leaving the rest behind,
it’s blissful awareness of
everlasting anew,
a soul calls home
where all fresh dreams
go to brew
ambiguously,
it’s the untold story
that never would be
if not for the sacrifice
of two…
or three…
Outstanding.
ReplyDeletegreat to have someone like that touching your life.
ReplyDeletehave a great weekend
oh i likey!
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how with a few words you bring out an idea so nicely :)
ReplyDeleteOhh ooh OOH! That's MEEE! Hehe.
ReplyDeleteI'll fess up, when I scanned my blog list, I saw this title and came here first. It's a gem, and you KNOW I love gypsies!
xo
excellent write kay...love for the rambling adventurer and wandering spirit...
ReplyDeleteLiked specially this part "it’s blissful awareness of everlasting anew". Has a very deep meaning.
ReplyDelete:). Its amazing
ReplyDeleteOb my Bohemian soul is more than just a bit touched. It is amazing. So few words such great story, so few lines such great impact. Thank you
ReplyDelete"inquisitive minds
ReplyDeleteexploring
the unknown
leaving the rest behind" loved it
Wonderful. Says it all. The need to be a gypsy, to have any freedom at all. Like this a lot.
ReplyDeleteAwesome, just awesome. I know I have gypsy in my blood. (And I do so love Stevie Nicks' song, 'Gypsy'!) Blessings! xo
ReplyDeleteThis is an AWESOME poem. One of my favorite! I feel this way too.
ReplyDeleteYou know I would love to feature this poem on my blog. If you'd be happy to share it (of course I will introduce you and link to your blog) please let me know. you can email me at tab[at]zaeya[dot]com
ReplyDeleteLovely Kay..i relate to that one..BRILLIANT! I feel it..:)
ReplyDeleteHonestly Kay, you could almost name this poem "Bernie" as it so me and all that I believe in. Have a great weekend, sending you big hugs from Canada.....:-) Hugs
ReplyDeleteHad to return and re-read. Thanks for being so wonderful, not in words only :-))
ReplyDeletegoing forwards and looking backwards,both push and pull same direction> oneself
ReplyDeletethat's a hard way to live... but who does not?
May we all strive for blissful awareness... love this poem Kay. I want to be a Gypsy when I grow up. For now? I'll be a Gypsy in training..... :)
ReplyDelete"inquisitive minds
ReplyDeleteexploring
the unknown
leaving the rest behind,"
Sometimes that is me. Sometimes I'm the one left behind! The iniquisitive mind does keep things interesting!
I love this. Such beautiful motivation to go and do, search and become. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteYou're great with the turn of a phrase:"a soul calls home where all fresh dreams go to brew." Loved that! Nice work.
ReplyDeleteKay
ReplyDeleteI read again and again and again, fascinated
amazing...
:)
feel good
You know..I have a huge platonic crush on you!
ReplyDeletenothing like the joy of the homeward journey - it's where we started out and where we will arrive :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poetry, I have put this in my compilation of good poetry.
ReplyDeletewandering & wondering spirit, that could easily be me I think~
ReplyDeleteleaving the rest behind, and maybe ourselves behind a little bit, too.
ReplyDeleteWe're always too focused on what we're running from than where we're headed. Sad but true.
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