Treasure Island

Rani Turton


Some Roads Lead Home


Some roads go forwards, backwards, onwards
Tracing the planet like leylines; some can circle the earth
Several times; roads, lanes, paths and country gullies
And vast ocean routes around the globe
All these territories I can roam.

But only one, only one path leads home.

Earth, sky, land and astral route
I will follow, the sound of that distant flute
I will come, when I am ready;
Soon; my steps are still unsteady.

There are proverbs and wisdom's ways
I know nothing of all that: I followed my heart
There were soothsayers and phantoms
All blocking my path; there were the rationalists
And technicians who negated my soul.
I will come, when I feel whole.

Roads and routes, paths and lanes
Sprinkle earth's body like veins;
One day I will arrive at journey's end
There nurse this pain and this heart finally mend.

Copyright: Rani Turton

Submitted: Sunday, April 11, 2010
Edited: Tuesday, May 18, 2010

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