Arco (TN)

Arco (TN)

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Writing with Gibran -Traveller - 28 August, 2014

Today's post on Carpe Diem Haiku Kai dedicated to "Sea and Foam" by Khalil Gibran is a fascinating post on traveller par excellance, nomads.  I would really rccomend you take a look at Chèvrefeuille's creation. Magnificent!

[...] "A traveler am I and a navigator, and every day I discover a new region within my soul". [...] "Sea and Foam"


a new journey
along the roads of God's Creation
seeking the truth within

seeking the truth within
the road like the Honeysuckle (*) bush
a new journey
© Chèvrefeuille


I've waited too long
the road calls to me .. come home
 endless winding trails

one step at a time
the road leads the traveller
unto herself

time to pack her bags
her nomadic soul calls
the trail - her home

an illusion
the traveller never remains
no roots to hold her down

©  G.s.k. '14

11 comments:

  1. fleeting roots
    only in movements
    she can grow

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    1. butterflies rejoice
      climbing along the old walls
      rambling rose

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  2. I like this series Georgia. It has a feel in which the road is both a comforter and a tormentor. The journey is everything ....

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    1. Yes ... that's a good description indeed.

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  3. Walking the road less travelled - the inner journey becomes the most important one

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  4. Lovely, Georgia...the difficult life and yet the only life that is called home.

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    1. Thanks Cher ... there are some difficulties one has grown accustomed to ... like being a nomad.

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  5. Wow! What a beautiful quartet of haiku Georgia, every one a little gem, a gorgeous painting ...

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    1. Thanks very much Kristjaan ... I'm pleased you've enjoyed them :-)

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  6. The call of the heart of a nomad... right?

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  7. Exactly ... I was born in a military family and we changed homes at least once every two or three years ... until I was 45, though no longer with my family, I continued to globe trot ... it's been wonderful to plant roots, but sometimes the road still calls.

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harmonious words ... like crystal clear water ... pure ectasy

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