to dream
of new adventures
paths unconquered,
undiscovered
moving on without a good-bye
yet cheers of blessings and
see you sometime
through distance
the mile span spreads
love forever manifested
from the time
we spent together
yet moving on
is what I dream of
to tomorrows
new adventures
discovering the paths
of many more to pass
the question lingers,
always enticing
‘where do you come from?’
‘where will you go?’
it is my dream…
to never fully know.
:)
ReplyDeleteto never fully know
yeah!!!
it is neverending story - mistery of life
and I thought dreams come true
ReplyDeletebut I want to know! :)
ReplyDeletenice. i find comfort in the unknowing...that is what makes it an adventure...
ReplyDeleteSome times we are happier not knowing but pick at the unknown like a scab only to be the one who bleed tears in the end......:-) Hugs
ReplyDeleteSLUG-BUG, YELLOW!
ReplyDeleteto never fully know.
ReplyDeleteGives me goose bumps!
Love from my heart to yours!
beautifully written!
ReplyDeleteI really like the way you end this!
ReplyDeleteEven though it is not the topic here--I perceive that the Creator left us with that blank...of never knowing for sure, or maybe never knowing at ALL!
ReplyDeleteUntil one day--KNOWLEDGE. Is it the way with love? Ya never really know, until....B A M!!!
That 'one day' happens?
‘where do you come from?’
‘where will you go?’
Those same words echo from Peeps I met during the recent scooter ride up the east US coast.
All I can say is
Kay--You're OK!
Thanks
It was Dr. Suess wasn't it...."Oh the places you'll go." Not sure I have ever read a more affirming book. Good ol' Dr. Suess.
ReplyDeletethe not knowing is the beauty of an unfolding life ...
ReplyDeletelovely piece.
Wonderful poem, and a great way to look at continuing through the world.
ReplyDeleteThat sent me off into a few reveries - not the least to the days when we had Beetles! But more than all that it is a well-crafted piece.
ReplyDeletevery good point..."what is around the next bend?"
ReplyDeleteThe best way to endure this life is to have unfulfilled dreams, says Pessoa. Your poem is truly great. It touched me.
ReplyDeleteSo wild you dream and you get there... great to know you don't know where you go... but we always know -somehow- where we come from...
ReplyDeleteI love that beetle car!
:)
Dreams always present an unknown territory but gives a pleasure when fulfilled ! Nice composition ..
ReplyDeleteGaurav