Alive

Wildflower live in the most unusual places. Like we do.

I walk across the hills, alive,
I, once wild, wild as wild flowers,
As I walk across the hills, sometimes running,
Suddenly I stop, wild flowers die in the sun,
All but one, withers,

A wild mountain rose, needs the freedom to roam,
Fear engulfs me as I run, not knowing where to go,
A flower grows wild, surviving in rough sometimes not enough,
Wild flowers grow in a crack, so be aware

Fields of wild flowers, I knew them well,
We are lost in a crowd, yet fields of wild flowers survive,
Flowers, common and free to roam,
Yet I had no room to grow,

I took my dreams to the mountains,
It seems my dreams found a mountain road,
I felt as a flower free to roam,
Gather a seed, scatter a seed as you roam,

In a land so different from me,
I grew, fast and free,
In a garden so free, I planted a seed,
It never quite belonged,
I set me free, one day from the garden,


I walked on the wind,
Not knowing where to go
As a flower grows wild, free to roam on the wind
It will survive, as wild flowers don't care where they grow,

No regrets for the path I chose, finding mysteries
Solving mysteries, just like a wild rambling rose

I took my dreams to the mountains,
It seems my dreams found a mountain road,
I felt as a flower free to roam.

(c)bjsscribbles

Author's Note

Please look on this as an adventure

Reviews

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSh..]

The first part of this is so visual. I Am immersed with the colors and sights. So full of life. We then have change of rhythm and experience something deeper "I walked on the wind not knowing where to go" This line stays after I've read your poem. How can you reach such a height as walking on wind, And feel alone. This Poem represents a life changing journey. God bless you. Sheer Terror

[B.J]

I have been on a life changing journey over the past few years. So many changes. I started a journey after 35yrs of turmoil and violence. My health was not good for about 12-18 months now I am good, I am free now to come and go as I please also not knowing where to turn a few years ago I walked into a church and changed my life. I live now quietly in the country starting to write again.