there is such road <br />somewhere in clouds high <br />which I am treading <br />from time to the time <br /> <br />with hand luggage <br />of my dreams and dreams <br />it a road for nowhere <br />and to everywhere... <br /> <br />it isn't hard for me <br />I have wings at shoulders <br />then again most silence <br />pleasant and faithful <br /> <br />is in my favour on the back <br />I have the rucksack <br />and the fog under feet <br />and the one thought remained for me <br /> <br /> <br />I will find way to you...<br /><br />Maria Barbara Korynt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/going-in-direction/
