i got to walk
in my space
a small part
of the mountains
rivers of my home
long time left
dunno where i belong
somewhere in the wild places
i may walk free fly free
somewhere guitars
are playing angels
are singing serene solos
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's so good and awakening to walk on your own in wild places near the mountains and rivers. You hint at not belonging anywhere and there is nothing wrong with that, 'fly free'. The poem reminds me of the song 'Walking In Memphis'.