Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Ever On, Ever On




I was born a part of every road,
my spine the white lines
leading to undefined horizon;
four legs running and the stars' design,
constant change by the roadside.

Black ribbon that ties the world,
moves the dust in devils,
moves clouds and mountains,
moves my journey ever on, ever on.

Winding lanes there and back again,
hedgerows and chalk horses on hills,
standing stones mark movement still;
four legs running and a red-maned Queen
riding her lion by the roadside.

Jungle vines and sindur lines,
jasmine, joss sticks and jeweled
elephants still stream through dreams;
four legs running and Quan Yin
on striped tiger by the roadside.

Using and leaving the road to rest
upon the Mama's belly and breast,
cleft of a red rock canyon;
four legs running and Grandmother
calling for a ride by the roadside.

The road to your side and our goodbye,
a circle begins where a circle ends
friends destined to meet again;
four legs running and the old Grey
matching stride for stride by the roadside.

Black ribbon that ties the world,
moves the dust in devils,
moves clouds and mountains,
moves my journey ever on, ever on.

1 comment:

  1. I love this! And am so glad that your road lead you to the NW!

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