I have traveled across the sea
To foreign lands with strange hard tongues
And been a stranger there to see
But this is stranger still by far.
I have climbed so high to see
If maybe on the tops of peaks
There was a way to simply be
But this is stranger still by far.
I have served a loyal dog
Jumped to answer every call
I wore that green in every fog
But this is stranger still by far.
I have studied till my eyes went cross
And read the stacks as if on fire
Searching for an answer lost
But this is stranger still by far.
I have been in love with all my heart
And kissed the fairest maiden found
Enthralled I was by beauty’s mark
But this is stranger still by far.
I have lost most precious everything
And felt the depths of cold despair
And searched half crazy for that ring
But this is stranger still by far.
I’ve almost died so many times
I could not even feign to count
And on the edge of ghostly climes
But this is stranger still by far.
“Love thy neighbor as thyself.”
And here I come at last
How might I begin to see
To love myself at all.
Are you a wanderer too?
Peut-être.
Your poem is a very awesome one, well written and shared from the deep parts of your heart! It moves mine and i am feeling every word, i can only imagine what you went through..and still go through…but the wonderful thing is that God forgives and when you ask Him, leave all at the mercy seat and live again so fully. Much love to you my brother!
Thank you Mr. Brown. Cheers brother.
I have to echo brother Wendell–God bless you today. love, Caddo
Thank you very much.
I’ve been a stranger in other lands as well. Just recently, among my family.
Thanks for sharing a beautiful poem.
I always fall for poets. I think I’ll fall for you today!
From a nice, safe distance.
Well here’s to not always being a stranger. Cheers.
This is so well done. A wonderful rhythm that rolled me through your amazing words.
Why thank you jiltaroo.
Having read this just seconds from reading “A Note on the Road” has made this piece so immediate in its power…so real and realizable…certainly a soul defining place to dwell in while on the Road…such are rare and are worth coming back to again and again…
You are kind and thoughtful. I hope your returns leave you well.
You might enjoy reading “Reclaim Your Heart” by Yasmin Mogahed.
Perhaps I will look for it…
your “name” is pretty funny in conjunction with the dearth of links, by the way.