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Dan Franek Poem
The Way of the Wind
I am youth.
I follow the wind only to live, play, jump, imagine-today.
Not knowing where it leads to, young, no worries, only to find my inner being yearning,
longing for the open sea, the vast and open sea,
The way of the wind…
I search the world over, looking for love, searching for meaning, finding only parts, feeding
on only crumbs; I taste the salt, and feel the wind, it’s leading, or is it pushing? me--into the
open sea, the vast and open sea.
The way of the wind…
I set sail, the course? nowhere, or is it somewhere? Faith, imagination, energy fuels the
sails. The sea of love, the sea of adventure. Where it goes, I do not know, I do not care, the
unknown, the surprise. Adventure is my love. My inner longing.
The way of the wind…
Cursed is the man whose roots don’t find firm soil, whose seed blows, on the upper winds of
the open sky, across the vast open sea, touching ground but only briefly, then swept again
by the wind of adventure, into the unknown, into the open frigid waters. Fate chooses, I only
catch a ride. It pulls; it pushes me… out to sea. Who am I running from? I do not know.
Too cold, too quiet… Where is my love called Adventure?
Is this the way of the wind…?
I am old.
I long for firmness, solid warm deep rich soil, immovable mountains, children’s voices.
Comfort, steadiness, monotonous. Rooted.
Gypsy blood no more. Mermaid seductions lost at sea. Land is stable, secure, safe. But
maybe, just one last sail… where?
The wind only knows…
Dan Franek 1997
Copyright © Dan Franek | Year Posted 2008
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Dan Franek Poem
The Love of Your Life
(as told in front of a mirror)
As I looked I saw
The love of my life,
So very familiar to me.
Where have you been all of my days?
Tell me it is not so,
This lovely person I show,
Has always been, and forever be,
Connected to every part of me.
Upon closer eyes I see,
That my true love,
First and foremost should always be,
This reflection in the mirror called: me.
The mirror said, “How can you love someone else without first loving yourself? “Before you
love he or she, you must love me.”
Copyright © Dan Franek | Year Posted 2009
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