Sunday, February 01, 2015

random words


I need
I need to spread my wings
I must not let the clouds to host in my heart
I don't want the state to rescue me
who needs a patron
when one has oneself?
the ticking will go on 
to measure my depth of misery
I will spend my day in inducing humility

but why?

you may dance now
with as many as you want
my heart will race to catch you
and you will be back
where you belong


 "the question is where do you really belong?"

17 comments:

Nataša Dolenc said...

lovely.. and i like the question there in the end.

Fatiha Kabena Storm Snyder Brothers said...

lovely conversation.

keiths ramblings said...

That is the question, where in deed. Delightful.

Kim Nelson said...

I really appreciate the determined sufficiency this piece conveys. Strength in these words!

Kathe W. said...

yes- we could dance with many or all by ourselves!

Björn Rudberg said...

There is a question worth pondering.. but I do like the dance.

Gillena Cox said...

a lively provocative poem, we cant help but ponder after reading

have a nice Sunday

much love...

the bystander said...

Who can tell where... the sense of being part of something as family depends on us... it's not in the place that we have today..but the kind of attitude we possess that will define whether we belong or not to a certain group or place that comes across our way... nicely..

- ksm

purplepeninportland said...

Nice poem. Who really knows exactly where they belong. It's part of the adventure.

Old Egg said...

I think you really belong where your heart is.

Kutamun said...

The lady is quite self sudficient , and confident ...

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love the poem - and the photo!!

Susan said...

Where does the strong choice lie in the options when we have to let go of someone? Going on, questioning, occasionally stumbling backwards ... this is what your poem affirms for me.

humbird said...

"A need to spread the wings" and find where we belong... - important steps in life.

the critics said...

wonderful ......kept reading it

Sandra said...

you surprised me at the end...!

soulsmusic said...

I think finding the place where one belongs happens more than once and should be treated as a gift from the Universe each and every time. Really like your words and accompanying photo,

Elizabeth