Of Vagabond Dreams
How long will this road grow
Gliding down these asphalt ribbons
Content I drift with no urgency
My mind wandering where it will
My feet zigzag as the wind caresses my skin
I cruise safely as I watch the clouds moving thin
As I eat up pavements at a steady pace
A smile on this vagabonds meandering face
My today’s follow my yesterday’s
Each day the shadow of the last
I burn a trail without any traces
My spirit laments but seldom retraces
I deny my fickle conscience
To dictate my destiny in silent dreams
Where meandering is my only goal
The aspirations of an enigmatic soul
1.9.2021
Contest: VAGABOND DREAMS. ( FIRST PLACE)
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Copyright © Carol Mitra | Year Posted 2021
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