My Mind’s Journey

My mind’s journey
traveling incessantly
along this stretch of life
denied itself any thought
of pleasure, or enrichment
or passions echoing
from distant waysides,
oases nurturing,
resting for a life’s while,

The distance rolls on
never knowing just where
a new exit beckons,
a new door opens
closing out everything
what my mind knew
or remembered
of my former existence,

Traveling onward to a new one


Author: notthedane56

My heathen tendencies are waiting to blossom at the Mid-Summer Evening in Denmark. In a Country that professes to have an overwhelming population of believers in the Christian Faith, I am always reassured by their pagan ways, at least one night per year. I won't be throwing myself on the bonfire, but I plan on being warmed by the thoughts of the fun-loving Danes, burning witches at the stake, while singing songs and drinking beer!

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