Rani Turton - Almost, Somewhere

In a distant place, look up at the stars.
The sun remains the same day after day.
So much to think about, so much to see
To understand, almost got there,
Finally almost got somewhere.

Wandering on narrow paths, the slope was steep
The clouds not so high, and with numb feet
Slipping and sliding on small pebbled paths.
With boots on, roofs far below
Yes, far below lay the village street.

I was the almost poet, the almost wanderer
Almost understanding the meandering path
Was the sequel to my meandering life;
I was the almost bard; what was left were
The remnants of words and a life full of strife.

Teach me the almost phrases of realization;
Tell me why my heart aches so; I, this sadness
Almost fought; Watched the battle and then the mist
Watched the rain fall onto stone spires and then
Almost, almost held my life in my fist.

Copyright: Rani Turton

Rani Turton

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