I recognize my own nomadic life's feelings, though I learned it's better to never go back to a past life's home... It's too sad, and I'd feel too melancholic because, though the setting is almost always the same, my people and my lifestyle changed. It's like facing again and again the linear unidirection of time and the impossibility to go back where my heart and memory would like to bring me.
Very nice poem and reminiscence, yet still looking forward! Nicely conceived and done!
Dear Arjan, lovely poem and lovely story.
I recognize my own nomadic life's feelings, though I learned it's better to never go back to a past life's home... It's too sad, and I'd feel too melancholic because, though the setting is almost always the same, my people and my lifestyle changed. It's like facing again and again the linear unidirection of time and the impossibility to go back where my heart and memory would like to bring me.
Very lovely. I like the rhythms of this one.