Farewell From A Why
What unknown adventure awaits me
In this strange land of Castile?
My desire is to leave here,
But to stay is a necessity I still feel.
I need to find some missing pieces
Of my heart and my soul
Yet I still have no clear direction
Even though my wish is my goal
To marry someday is the
But for the dreams yet unflawed
The one to follow is my mystery
Do I focus on my restaurant or pub,
Or purse my artwork in many a show?
Or to continue in the suited business world
For now is all I can know.
I’ll continue to watch for omens
My heart says they’re all around.
My brain has a bigger problem
Of believing they can be found.
Therefore I’ll follow the louder guide
And listen to my heart.
Now to focus on the goal at hand
And recognizing I have a start.
Originally written Feb 1998
Notes: I had to reread this one a few time before deciding to share it. It isn’t one of my favs, but it curiously delivers some of the wisdom I’ve been incorporating in my life, especially about following one’s heart. Interesting how we can stray from that wisdom so easily. I wonder where I’d be today if I had followed my heart then as well. I don’t wonder much, as I wouldn’t be in the awesome place I’m at now.
From my Madrid files on the Pub Storytellers nights. Where an eclectic group of expats, troubadours, and assorted, sodden wordsmiths gathered twice a week to share a few pints, tell many tall tales, and lessen our loneliness at our favorite Irish Pub in Madrid, Spain, back in 1997-98. I kept my scribbles from these nights and the poems that grew out of the stories I told. This is the first time I’ve ever published these. I hope you enjoy them.