This land, my land
Shaped by an unsympathetic sea Nourished by generous rains Oblivious to me This land, my land It feeds my body and my soul Within it's elegant indifference I feel at peace, I feel whole This land, my land Where the pace of life is slow I walk beneath a starry sky, Down the middle of the road
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My heart hungers
It lusts and yearns I devour every word of Kerouac and Ginsberg I lose myself in Dylan Transported, I'm flying The road beckons Whispering quietly in my ear At night Do you remember how it felt? Every scent, every breath Every taste anew To take in the world as a child Wondrous, hungry, alive My spirit in awe, The wonder of it all! A special window in time When those around me Mirror this within me When we are all so high on being alive And we fall in love again and again Drunk on the joy of living I pack light, and let go Smile wide Feel the flow of life Tug at me playfully My heart hungers The road beckons It's time for me to go Caress my skin, dear wind
For the day has been long And the heat of the sun Unrelenting Caress my skin, dear wind For my cheeks are burning And my body aches Unforgiving Caress my skin, dear wind For you know this body more intimately Than any man has been able Unflinchingly Caress my skin, dear wind Until I reach the cool stream And lay myself to rest Unfurling I slip away into the night,
To dance beneath the full moon's light. For I cannot grow and flourish, confined Within these four walls, within this mind My body must be free to move To feel, to stretch, to breathe, and groove. So I slip away into the night, And dance beneath the full moon's light |
I am a conservation field worker in New Zealand. I love mountains, sunrises, river swims, barefeet, cold beer, campfires, live music and whiskey. Archives
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