Thursday, March 23, 2006

You've Been Walking

You've been walking, town to town
Madman, sinner, saint or clown
Drunk on wine, or desert air?
Full of joy or sick despair?
Guest with me; come in, sit down.

Did you find your soul at the Lost and Found?
Did you dig your roots out of sacred ground?
Was there holiness in the places where
you've been walking?

You're coming back the long way 'round,
You've seen the light and you've heard the sound.
It left its mark in your silent stare
a window open on a soul stripped bare.
Lost wayfarer, homeward bound--
you've been walking.

5 comments:

paisley said...

once again you astonish me with your poetic form... i think i am drawn to your work as some kind of a teacher of sorts...

...deb said...

"You're coming back the long way 'round" is terrific line, espcially here. The rhymes keep the thought lyrical, so it doesn't sound preachy, but kind.

polka dot witch said...

i like the repetition of "you've been walking"

i'm asking everyone this today ... where have all the flowers gone? where are the other traveling poets?

Rambler said...

"It left its mark in your silent stare
a window open on a soul stripped bare."

very thoughtfull

tumblewords said...

Oh, yes. One great phrase after another and the flow is wonderful!