I pondered summers end and felt I had
found my niche twixt now and autumn
For in between all things I seem to fend
Never to be in one place all in all
Always coming or going never staying
Always hither and yonder never "there"
I wonder does that make of me a gypsy
My mothers family are part Magyar
Always wanting to go someplace,yet never
There when I am, my mind in other realms
It's more than just being a dreamer,it is
Seeking that one place that says"this is it"
I have yet to find the place that says it to me
And having lived in more places than the norm
I'm questioning others as to their thoughts on
the topic...Are you where you want to be?
Or is it simply what St Augustine said, to Creator
"Thou hast created us for Thyself, and our heart is restless til it rests in Thee."
Methinks the last is what humanity yearns for
Yet declines to take the steps to acknowledge it...
etw-2007
Ron
Gina
Blessed reading this Eileen!!!!!
Blessings & peace In Christ Jesus
Joselyn
Blessings,
Joyce B.
It doesn't matter where as long is
Where you want to be!!
Love your tone and chosen words
Excellent write!!
Love Peace and Hugsss to you....Yolie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Enjoyed this one, Eileen.
Love,
Bette
Beautifully penned, you pen the Magyar gyspy spirit well! Have a bit of the wandering spirit meself, just can't afford to go. So, I write, and open up books to brand new worlds: I can go ANYWHERE. :) Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love,
Chanti Lace
Love,
Sage
Amor
Be safe,
Karen
Seeking that one place that says"this is it"
Very thought provoking!
I can really relate to it.
Enjoyed reading.
Love and Hugs,
Patricia
A lot to ponder here dear sweet Eileen.
Thanks for your neat comments always.
Love ya!
Ron