REBLOG : Right now I long to launch out on a new stage in my life’s journey; to not settle for the status quo. To any other restless souls out there I hope you enjoy reading this poem as much as I did.
Hunger Is Not A Harbour by D.B. Donnelly
to all that is new,
to all I have not yet seen,
attracted to the covered corners
the light can not carve comfort into…
to all I don’t yet know,
to all I have not yet called by name,
haunted by the houses not yet home
and the whispers not yet known…
but what of where I have been,
what of the comfort once created,
what of the stories already told,
what of the lives I held once,
for a time,
in my hold?
Am I bold
to this running,
this longing to be always
up and leaving,
for this constant craving,
for another corner to caress creation,
to suppress starvation?
But hunger is not a harbour,
it is not where still waters rest, still.
It is the rest…
into the crest, craving,
rushing up and over,
always and ever…
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