the journey begins
wanderer, o wanderer
tell us a tale
of where you have been, what you have seen
the things done, the things learnt.
you have been to far-off lands,
talked to people
heard their stories and lived their lives
you have experienced much.
the wanderer awakens, he was dreaming
always thinking and dreaming
he doesn't feel at home either here or there
his sandals are bare
the call comes like a lighthouse beacon
across the waves, across the seas
it booms in his ears, rocks his world
the wanderer is called
this is his sacred mssion
accepted long ago
to go perpetually here and there
his sandals are bare
the journey continues
wanderer, o wanderer
the place is earth, the time is now
changes are underway
who knows where things are headed?
who knows what marvels await?
but the wanderer, o wanderer
he has seen it, lived it
he has been present when planets have changed
blossomed into a golden dawn
the light shines now, on earth
showers and showers of fertile light
it awakens new thoughts, new dreams
in everyone.
the wanderer is here, he has been called
this his sacred trust, accepted long ago
his sandals are bare from endless walking
the journey to go both here and there.
orginal poetry
by wanderer7
love and light
wanderer, o wanderer
tell us a tale
of where you have been, what you have seen
the things done, the things learnt
wanderer, o wanderer