Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
| I'm leaving I was leaving. I didn't leave. It was winter didn't go far. I wanted to run away... ran off to college had a miserable time I couldn't stay, so I ran further away. Why did I leave? What was my search? I found it whatever it was And healed whatever that was and began to smile. What did I find? Was it enough? I dreamt dreams are so tricky. I left when winter became spring. Was I happy. No. Did I stay. Yes. For years I was happy being unhappy. I wanted to leave. so I left. Left my troubles behind... didn't take long for them to find me Again and again and again. I once had a neighbor who played the harp known as Serenity just like her harp. But I never found the peace I searching for. I'm leaving each time searching for something. I'm leaving my troubles are packed. I've never been able to leave them behind. © Kåre Enga (29.juni.2025) 38 lines inspired by the Beatles "She Leaving Home" (1967) For
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