Traveller with the weary air,
Hither do you wander.
Traveller where do you go,
Through the storm.
Traveller whose feet bleed,
Traveller who left home,
Where do you go from here ?
Traveller you ascend that hill,
To descend into the valley,
Traveller you walk through sand,
and the freezing rain !
You walk through the desert,
Traveller exclaimed - "I see flowers yonder".
"I see the banyan tree"
And ran with the wind,
Into the Garden,
The Oases - her garden!!
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(I'm going to choose, to believe
the sexual innuendo, in your wording
is not that pertinent)
that way, I get to enjoy
this wonderfully scenic portrayal
in your poetry
something that made me remember
similar words
in 'The Alchemist' by Paulo Coelho,
for me, this is
an accessibly worded, location poem
with sublime brevity, a great read
thanks for choosing to share
Mek - Appreciate your lovely comment and also the time you have taken to enjoy the poem. I never did think of this angle when i lyricised this poem. It was interesting and amusing at the same time to see a different perspective. Though i have been wanting to read 'The Alchemist' i haven't yet.
I might get to it now.
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