Because there are few things we can be sure of….

The Wandering Woman

on August 16, 2013
The journey is the puropose.

The journey is the purpose.

The Wandering Woman

I build for no shelter
I sing for no fame
I love for no future
I light for no flame
I begin for no ending

I sow for no harvest
I weave for no covering
I lay down for no rest

Don’t pity the Wandering Woman, she is not aimless or alone.
She’s the maiden, the Warrior Mother, the insightful, silvering Crone

Only the strong choose to wander, if you want some rhyme or reason
My soul’s choice to be travelling yonder, being wrenched from the hearth each season.

So, save me a place at your fire, for the light and the tales that I share.
See the dreams and the plans we inspire, You can build them, but I won’t be there.

In the leaving you will not find my sorrow, I have loved you and sung your today.
Greet the dawn that heralds tomorrow; for tonight, I wander away.


3 responses to “The Wandering Woman

  1. Stephanie Jill Rudd says:

    Love this.

  2. hocuspocus13 says:

    Reblogged this on hocuspocus13 and commented:
    jinxx xoxo

  3. Naked soul says:

    i love it!! great job

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