Nomadic minds do travel along memories roads.

While nomadic minds
found within
the cranial shell
travel the confines
of the globe,
it is the heart that wanders
that finds home
where minds laugh,
hearts meet at
love’s crossroads.
Clouded dreams
trek across starry skies,
the moon lights the way
where one ponders
on knowledge gathered.
As memories pour
from mind’s sachets,
inside the four walls
of knowledge clinging,
one remembers
the moments that
did blossom
get caught falling
through time’s wind;
lost, forgotten, scattered
remnants across the land
of the living and the buried.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Nomadic minds. I like that very much. I think I also have a nomadic mind. This write spoke to me and I found myself off wandering wherever I was led.

Chris