Traveler

Lorenz

Solar wanderer lost in the mist of times

between two oceans .

Migratory bird from here and there ,

rediscovering its roots in the undergrowth

of a graying forest ...

 cross border  backpacker ,

insecured borderline ,

laughing at the friendship of  the impostor

disguised as a  pathetic poet ,

sitting at the table of false apostles ...

 At the end of the road ,finally ,

a taste of becoming  ,all chimeras dismissed...

When the hour comes ,

and there is no more  hatred or despair...

 Here,dancing on the thread without safety net

and polar balance ...

 Marble blending with the fragile dream of crystal.

  You hear the lyrics of all voices ,

the thrill  of the encounter ,

  prelude to  silence ...

Traveler you have no faithful dog .

 You ,who so often took the wrong path 

 leading to the truth .

How much did you revel in the drunkeness 

of your proud solitude ?

 Scent of a blonde ciggie still lingering in the mind.

  You were a Faruk ,sent in exile ,

pharaoh  in island of Atlantis ...

 Aviator searching for a little princess of the sands,

dressed as a sage sheperdess ...

 Did Saint Ex'  have lied to me ? 

 On this star where only baobab trees bloom,

baby Jesus won't guide my spaceship ...

 You,winged feet Mercurian stop on this acropolis

and listen to the word of the old philosopher 

who invites you to go to your garden ,

smell the shapes of your unique rose  

bathed in the dew of dawn ...

  Enlightened  traveler .

 

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 25th, 2026 11:12
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 11
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  • Ellen Marsell

    Truth does not reside in the grand constructions of the world. It is born through personal effort, despite doubt and solitude.
    Beautifully written!

    • Lorenz

      The path of truth is lined with many omissions...

    • sorenbarrett

      We all think we travel but there is no such thing for all time is one instant and all places are one as all things are unified into one singularity. A wonderful write my friend that within that singularity this poem exists

      • Lorenz

        Thus speaks the Buddha ! Unity in singularity ...

        • sorenbarrett

          Buddha rides a quantum horse

          • Lorenz

            Excellent zen quote !

          • HerTime

            As a permanent wandering soul, this was a great read 👏

            • Lorenz

              Inner odyssey hidden beneath the appearance of a cosmopolian journey .



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