a node to call home
Written on Thursday, March 06, 2008 by blognusantara
i had been anywhere
stepped my footstep on distant places
heard my voice echoed back mountain after mountain
woke up before the sun and slept with the moon
chased my dream to the end of horizon
on my last journey,
i met a couple of plain old farmers and their daughter and their dog
spent their afternoon on their veranda they asked me where was i came from
i told them
they asked where was my home
i went dumb
i don't have a home
no woman to call my own
i said i want one they said ,"take our daughter and build one"
i am old now, and i never travel ever since
never miss my journey since the dream that i chase,
is in my wife and children's soul
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