NeoNomad
May 2nd, 2011, 02:01 PM
I come before you in love, beseechment, and wonder -
Seeking out the ancient Gods and spirits of nature in this Modern Age.
Those surrounding, influencing and penetrating my life in today's cities of steel.
I've felt I've wandered aimlessly for so long, this way and that -
Often afraid that I've been lost down so many forks in the wrong path.
Only recently have I realized all has happened as You have meant it to unfold.
I know now I am the spirit of the Nomad, completely at peace without a home.
My resonance is for movement through this life, constant change, and adaptability.
I understand now the Quest itself is my growth and my goal, not any particular destination.
I call out to You, the Gods and Spirits for new direction - not destination.
Please reveal yourselves and your intentions to me, so we might know each other, and understand.
Help me to grow, to become - and teach me what is expected of me as your urban Nomad.
Spirits of the wind, carry my call to the Divine, to those who would respond.
That I may meet them soon along the winding roads of my life's journey.
I shall be waiting patiently at the next Starbucks along the way.
Seeking out the ancient Gods and spirits of nature in this Modern Age.
Those surrounding, influencing and penetrating my life in today's cities of steel.
I've felt I've wandered aimlessly for so long, this way and that -
Often afraid that I've been lost down so many forks in the wrong path.
Only recently have I realized all has happened as You have meant it to unfold.
I know now I am the spirit of the Nomad, completely at peace without a home.
My resonance is for movement through this life, constant change, and adaptability.
I understand now the Quest itself is my growth and my goal, not any particular destination.
I call out to You, the Gods and Spirits for new direction - not destination.
Please reveal yourselves and your intentions to me, so we might know each other, and understand.
Help me to grow, to become - and teach me what is expected of me as your urban Nomad.
Spirits of the wind, carry my call to the Divine, to those who would respond.
That I may meet them soon along the winding roads of my life's journey.
I shall be waiting patiently at the next Starbucks along the way.