A Band Of Roaming Gypsies Poem by David Harris
A Band Of Roaming Gypsies
In the early morning stillness,
I sit on the beach of life.
Beyond the foreboding mountains
near the life giving watery shore.
Feeling deserted by the world
when a band of gypsies stopped along the way.
Asked if I was lost
on my life’s quest.
I replied I was not sure.
Come and join us
as we seek our fulfilment
across the life giving waters
and life’s sifting sands.
So I joined the band of gypsies
as we travelled in all four directions of this world.
From the fiery morning mountains
to the cold caves where demons hide,
along the streets stained with sin
to find where our destiny might hide.
8 June 2008
Being of gypsy decent I couldn't resist this one... It is a beautiful praise to nature and the secret wishing to travel further into the realms of nature with a free spirit and mind. Thank you for a smile this morning and shining a good light on the people who receive so much negativity sometimes. Karen
It sounds like an exciting journey, David! May I come along? Warm Wishes, Marilyn
The ones that have traveled the hradest path may have found along the way lifes greatest riches in the end Love duncan X
Chasing stars in the night...It takes time to get 'one' but to those who are wise they just simply watch over and let the star come down on their way...
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5/4/2024 12:21:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I wish to join that band of gypsies take an exciting trip with them good writ David