Jaded Sailors stare at the horizon, they search for shore, any shore.
Clouds drift above them with no particular aim,
Burnt orange, hazy greys ,dull amber, and murky browns merge to fog eyes..
Maybe the North Pole doesn't exist.
The Howling Dervish in me keeps whirling,
trying to find answers to questions that don't exist,
a trance with no beginning or end….
My mind teases me with mirages,
things it knows I want to see.
Magnets pull me in directions ......that are opposite,
Should I let go?
Are we there yet?
Have we reached?
Should I pitch my tent ...here?
Is it time to move?
Should I start laying bricks for my house?
Does everyone live in brick houses?
Must I?
Can you please read my palm?
I'm tired of waiting for tomorrow.
I'm weary,
I'm thirsty,
Am I still young?
Are you sure?
I need to fix my compass.
Broken Compass
Posted by Geraldine
on Tuesday, September 12, 2006
under:
Stop and Stare
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so are u in bulgaria now?
Hey! Was so good to see you at IC and planning our many failed Mumbai reunions !!
I really liked this one especially 'The howling dervish in me keeps whirling'...hope you keep writing.
Take care :) and keep me posted on your plans.
hey ya'll
It was great to meet you again, niharika and our mumbai reunion(s)were really good fun.
hey dhruv,im still in Andheri West waiting for my visa :-P
hence my present state of melancholy :-P
G
Dont worry Geraldine.
Even if your compass is broken, dont lose faith. I remember a drunken promise made at some LCong long ago about you finishing your @ career with.....
Your on the right path for sure.
Hey girl!
Very nice. :)
Hey it was great meeting you too! It was good fun. :) And hope it all goes well and you reach there soon and re-unite with your team!
Yat Wan
hahah thanks sneha...can always count on you :-)
that Lcong was a long time ago when i was still wide eyed and had a surprisingly low capacity for sprits...
anyway thanks
G