My heart is not of this land; that is a certainty. <br />But I hesitate to venture out towards my destiny. <br />And why, I do not know. <br /> <br />Perhaps I fear a letdown, <br />To learn that I belong neither here nor there. <br />That must be it, I reckon. <br />It’s the fear of belonging not anywhere. <br /> <br />My heart beats not for this land; indeed a tragedy. <br />And I must set out to know if what’s there is for me. <br />Until then, I will not know. <br /> <br /> <br />24.04.2010, samedi,14h29<br /><br />Pearl Weena Marie E. Sabido, M.D.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nomad-3/
