How the metaphors that come
Or the words spoken
That resonate
Become something that carries
Way further than we could have ever imagined
How did I come upon the ideas of
Traveller and
Sojourner
for me, for my journey
Oh yeah, sure
"Life is a journey"
"We're all on a pilgrimage"
And my life
Living half-way around the world
From where I was born
Where my roots first took hold
Perhaps led me to identify even more
But that's just the physical
Today I'm realizing again
I'm still on such a journey
The land is still so new
I thought I'd started out
to new places
before
to new places
before
I thought I'd 'landed'
But then came the need
To start out again
I've almost found a place to rest,
I think
Though I'm not quite sure...
I know where it is
that is 'most' comfortable now
that is 'most' comfortable now
Compared to all the other places
that are definitely not
that are definitely not
And yet I know
It may not be the place I stay
There is more to explore
And so
Today
Once again
I remember
I embrace again
My identity
As Traveller, Sojourner
I'm thankful that I'm "enjoying" it again.
I'm thankful that it actually feels pleasant
(Sometimes the journey has been just hard
sometimes terrifying!
Sometimes I've doubted
if there was a journey,
a road,
or if I was just mired in muck.)
Sometimes I've doubted
if there was a journey,
a road,
or if I was just mired in muck.)
I am a traveller, a sojourner,
All my life I will be
And on this journey
Again and still
I am so thankful
for journey companions
for journey companions
Others exploring similar terrain
Others not content to stay where they are
When they discover
the land where they have been
has become
hostile
a place of slavery
and injustice
And this defines the kind of traveller I am
And the kind of travellers
that become my journey companions
We're not constantly moving, constantly leaving
Just out of wanderlust
Or a simply frivolous and
never-ending need
to see new places
(Though seeing new places is good
Maybe that's a part of discovering
the problems
with the place you are)
No, more we are compelled by
an awakening
a discontent
realizing where we have been
is wrong
We cannot stay
A traveller, a learner
May I always be
And always "at home"
with those who also seek
with those who also seek
