Nomad

Feels like a nomad in a strange land,

I am here, but don’t know where I belong.

A familiar gaze, a familiar voice; takes me to the memories of yester-years,

An unknown smile and a strange comfort pulls me back from the life I left.

I too have dreams and visions from a far away land,

And I know I will be gone long before the doom descends.

It’s not a cry nor a call, but some unknown strings that pull me away,

I too want to belong, to be rooted and grounded…but alas these thoughts, these strings lure me out.

I may belong here with my body and earth,

But oh this twisted ether, this soul so dis-content.

Like an eagle I will soar high, like a fish drift away fast…

After all I am a nomad at my heart and soul…

To the unknown, to the adventure I belong!