Tag: travel

Misty Island Hop

There is a place
I’ve never been
Far across the water
In billowed shrouds of mist

A place of wistful
Beckonings
To my
Imagination

Harder to hit
More fun to drive
A pleasure to touch
A challenge to follow
Tangle of wire
Plateful of noodles

Arc vs line
Hard vs Supple
Crooked as a fish hook
Straight as an arrow
The well-trodden path
The less-travelled fork

Sometimes
When I look for myself in the world
I’m very hard to find

Not because I am so small
But because existence
Is very, very big

So I remind myself
I am not in the world
I am not of the world

I am the world
And it is me

No matter where I am
There is a road
To take me away from there

And I have taken all of them

Some have called that heartbreaking
Some have called that courageous
I only know what Pascal told me

My nature lies in movement
Complete calm is death

I travel through time
Not with feats
Of technology
But as an enterprise
Of imagination

Sometimes I wonder
Where am I going
Where is this road taking me
How am I going to get past this

I stop
Reconnoitre
Check the maps
Consider my options

Except for some times

Amber gold
Sun wraps the day
In magic hues

A gift to put away
In darkest places
And there stay wrapped

‘Til morning comes

Anchored to my desk
And the responsibilities required
To live another 10,000 days

I long for the road
And its gift of living
One mile at a time

The road may go
Forever, on and on
But, sometimes
I really need to be
Paying attention
If I want to stay on it

In this land
Of endless grass
And rolling hills
With scattered trees
And clinging brush

We roll on through
With singing tires
On bitumen
Both dreaming of
This singing land