Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Wandering Soul - June 23, 2010

Wandering Soul

The shifting sands beneath my feet caress my wandering soul
Inciting in me the urge to roam and stray
Each grain invokes a message that whispers to my feet
Enticing me to visit untried places faraway

The warmest breezes brush my face and motivate me onward
To explore this world and see what I can find
Persuading me to listen as they sing into my senses
That just to stay here in this place, will keep me confined

I look up into the bluest skies and see a soaring eagle
And listen as I hear him bravely calling out to me
To follow in his path and look out through his eyes
Inviting me to fly so high and free

In these shifting sands of life I wander through each day
Taking step by step, come what may
I pray to always be motivated to explore untried spaces
And that my heart will never be lead astray

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010


Anonymous said...

When I feel the warm sea breezes on my face and the sand trickling through my toes I shall think of your poem Neva, Beautiful, Thank you:))

PoeticHeart said...

Neva, this is so absolutely beautiful. Thank you for bringing me such a smile this morning. I love this writing of yours. Amazing! =)

Michael said...


Take Care

Anonymous said...

My Friend,
This is just one in a large collection of your wonderfully warm expressions of the harmony between your heart(feelings)and mind(thoughts); it is your essence!

Anonymous said...

this post speaks to me. i am an adventurer. i love touching new ground and exploring. thanks for sending my way dear girl!!

Kate Smedley said...

This poem just sweeps the reader away, I wish I was on that beach...gorgeous again Neva.

BBB said...

Wonderful words portraying such a beautiful image!

TJF4316 said...

So very beautiful and moving...

Steven R. Ward (Kosyman) said...

Very nice ;)

Anonymous said...

Dear Neva,

This is superb poem, you are an excellent writer and a poet!

Thank you,Zu:)

kdpgrahi said...

The poem makes one more adventurous.

Phoenix Montoya said...

So great Neva!

revivor said...

I love the beach and your poem evokes just the right sense of emotion, vision and lingering wonder