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Saturday, November 23, 2013

Song of The Wanderer (My Travel-Life Song)

Across the gently rolling hills,
Beyond high mountain peaks,
Along the shores of distant seas,
There's something my heart seeks.


My heart seeks the hearth,
My feet seek the road.
A soul divided
Is a terrible load.

My heart longs to rest,
My feet yearn to roam.
Shall I wander the world
Or stay safe at home?

But there's no peace in wandering,
The road's not made for rest.
And footsore fools will never know
What home might suit them best.

But, oh, the things that I have seen,
The secret paths I've trod,
The hidden corners of the world
Known to none but me and the Gods.

Yes, the world was meant for knowing,
And feet were meant to roam.
But one who's always going
Will never find a home.

Oh, where's the thread that binds me,
The voice that calls me back?
Where's the love that finds me--
And what's the root I lack?

*I have carried this song in my heart from the first time I read it as a child in the children's fantasy novel, Song of the Wanderer by Bruce Coville. I read the words to myself, but because the book said it was a "song" I decided to compose a tune and I sang the words to myself, hiding the chorus in my heart and dreams, long before I knew where my life would take me, across borders and mountains and seas, long before I was finally told that I am a traveller, and I realize that I have become the song of childhood, the Song of the Wanderer.
*Will upload a video of me singing the tune soon :)

1 comment:

  1. I had a similar experience of this song as a child, and woke up from a dream with it in my head this morning and decided to google the words. Hence I stumbled upon your blog. I wish someone would tell me I'm a traveler. I think you and I may share some dreams. Thank you for posting.