"The Traveler"

HeatherRose

Beyond the smoky roads,

birds chirping upon the air,

incoming-outgoing of does,

uprising of the suns glare.

 

Gardens and cornfields,

with a touch of green grass,

many roads that yield,

cars upcoming so fast.

 

I walk upon the hot dirt road,

in a bright sun dress,

heading to wherever the wind blows,

just searching for the best.

 

Never alone,

Happy within,

Going home,

With the will of the wind.

  • Author: HeatherRose (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 16th, 2018 20:56
  • Comment from author about the poem: I've traveled to many different places in what little of years I've lived !If you go with the wind, how could you possibly ever get lost ! This poem is dedicated to all gypsies flying it high !
  • Category: Spiritual
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  • Goldfinch60

    Very good write, travelling with nature is so wonderful.

    • HeatherRose

      Thank you much ! Yes you're 100% right !



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