Rest From Stones

Even the geese know home
I am a gypsy seeking a warm heart
to call my own and a place
where the welcome mat speaks truth.

I don’t wish for what lies
over the rainbow…..
only  that my feet will
find rest from walking
this path of stones.

©Susie Clevenger 2013

Comments

Vandana Sharma said…
sometimes we do need a break!
December 26, 2013 at 1:19 AM
Manicddaily said…
The difficulties of the season are clear here, of wintry landscapes too -- thanks, Susie. K.
December 26, 2013 at 8:47 AM
Sherry Blue Sky said…
This poem really speaks to me, Susie......especially the welcome mat speaking truth.
December 26, 2013 at 10:06 AM
blueoran said…
I think its a condition of our words that they make us feel uprooted and homeless. Always separating us and distancing us from the intimate, making us yearn to go home. Just an opinion, but wordless nature has a much easier time of it than we do. Very nice. - B
December 27, 2013 at 5:43 AM
br!nDle said…
A Very Happy New Year to You...I love reading your blog...So keep Writing stuff...God Bless You...:):)
Have a Wonderful Year ahead...<3<3
December 27, 2013 at 8:32 AM
Wordifull Melanie said…
This is so evocative and relatable to me.
December 28, 2013 at 4:11 AM
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