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Can I find you past Mount Hua, After crossing Cao’e River, Through the fields of Longkou, Will I be walking for long? Sat, waiting for the train to go To take me where I am supposed to be Head pressed against the cold window I want that seat. Lost among the frames And paths between stones You should be somewhere among The busy laying down of flowers I want to know A fickle not fitting anywhere A missing piece, Just wandering. Who do I owe my existence to. Who brought me here. I would kneel down to you And offer my deepest gratitude Tired of floating up in the air Just whisked around by the wind. The tree with roots is stronger The clouds so lonely. Breezing by, the single leaf Stuck in this one state I’ll walk alone with my two legs Don’t worry, I’ll continue to go But where are you? The people who came before me Blocks of my past You’re going too far I’m lost. This voice, The voice formed Trying to reach out It’s calling out It can’t let go, Where it came from. Every sunshine, Every storm, It surrounds us Brings us to life. I’ll always look up And see it like you. Going past Mount Hua Alone among the clouds Who put me here I want to know. I’ll travel long And so far, I’ve been walking for long. I’ll put my respects Will you see me I won’t be disappointed I’ll lay down everything Just to have my place. Left away Those a part of me I’m walking through the path But where are you?
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Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 3:47 AM UTC
Ancestral Rite
Can I find you past Mount Hua, After crossing Cao’e River, Through the fields of Longkou, Will I be walking for long? Sat, waiting for the train to go To take me where I am supposed to be Head pressed against the cold window I want that seat. Lost among the frames And paths between stones You should be somewhere among The busy laying down of flowers I want to know A fickle not fitting anywhere A missing piece, Just wandering. Who do I owe my existence to. Who brought me here. I would kneel down to you And offer my deepest gratitude Tired of floating up in the air Just whisked around by the wind. The tree with roots is stronger The clouds so lonely. Breezing by, the single leaf Stuck in this one state I’ll walk alone with my two legs Don’t worry, I’ll continue to go But where are you? The people who came before me Blocks of my past You’re going too far I’m lost. This voice, The voice formed Trying to reach out It’s calling out It can’t let go, Where it came from. Every sunshine, Every storm, It surrounds us Brings us to life. I’ll always look up And see it like you. Going past Mount Hua Alone among the clouds Who put me here I want to know. I’ll travel long And so far, I’ve been walking for long. I’ll put my respects Will you see me I won’t be disappointed I’ll lay down everything Just to have my place. Left away Those a part of me I’m walking through the path But where are you?
Ju Temo' is a freelance poet that is inspired by songwriting. All other poems can be seen at: www.feelapoem.com
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Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 3:47 AM UTC
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