GOING OUT
I’m going out
and I won’t be home until I’m happier
Less hungry for want of
what I do not know
I hope to find it by the river
or on some bend somewhere on my walk.
I don’t know,
but I will be looking
for the unexpected thing
looking back.
Knowing that
the treasures we collect
are seldom brought home
in sandy pockets.
A note caught in the wind
or leaf or flower bud unfolding
is best left where discovered.
But I, myself,
I can come back
a little higher and wider
for what I’ve found.
A little heart warmed,
or soul-stirred
that my want
may settle down.
Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
January 2019
Jo Jo!!! Wat ‘n inspirerende boodskap……
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..”that my want may settle down” – sjoe – mooi gedig en mooi prentjie.
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Daai “want” van my is uber-rusteloos…
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rooi-miere van ‘n kind in in die kerk se rusteloosheid…. Gaan mens
dai stoei tot hy stilsit?
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Ek dink soos die gedig sê, moet mens maar met hom gaan stap….
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Ek kan totaal identifiseer met hierdie gedig, dis pragtig
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🤗
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Happy New Year!
May 2019 be filled with joy, peace and fulfilment!
Keep having loads of Big Six-0 fun!
Thanks for your support!
👍🥂😃🎉
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Best wishes to you and the lovely lady too!
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