The Unending Journey Does Not Know A Home - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

to the heart there is never a blank wall
the fences do not work
they always fail, the bulls of Manawan
are at it again, breaking free from the ranch
and going back to the Mountain
just as the sparrows that by chance entered
your room through an open window
though there were rice grains on that tray
soon shall fly away after every grain is consumed
the beasts and birds unlike you do not have a house
neither do they know of any home

so tell me, how can you understand a vagabond
mind like mine?

the bulls always want to break free
the birds migrate to distant lands
the whales inhabit no permanent ocean
every path is a passage
and if there are stops, they are just temporary resting stations
after a while
the journey takes everyone on their feet, their fins and wings

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 6, 2011

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