I am a wanderer like you!

Last night, i was kept awake by previous day's "concerns" ...and at such moments, the mind wanders.
Always, Max Ehrmann's poem WANDERERS comes to mind.

A clear, cool night. I have been reading,
but the thoughts of man do not solace me.
I raised the curtain and looked at the moon,
clear and silvery; and I brushed
some of the unrest out of my mind.
I know all the theories of the moon.
There have been times when the symbols
of science have robbed me of some of its
mysteryu and charm.
But no one can explain the moon any
more than a grasshopper can explain me.
In youth, the moon promised too much.
But now I undersatnd better; that was not
the moon's fault.
Also the moon and I have this in common:
we both are wanderers across the night.


Wandering is an enjoyable escapade that one can afford, best done in the steal of the night! because you don't have to "disturb" another "human being". Tt's about the only adventure a "muddled"/ "muddied" mind can embark on anytime to clear the mind. You wander back to childhood, that maiden kiss, wedded bliss, adult sorrows, life's myriad lessons, and
still
one wonders
what's this life all about?



At year's end, I have only one Prayer to my Maker for 2006:

"Give me and all my dear friends time to continue to
wander the lanscape of the earth, moon and the stars.
More importantly give us time
To wander among the alleyways of the lost
the busy streets of passersby
and the highways of business people
to be able to find a few more
fRiends
among
fellow travellers,
fallin in love
mayhaps
with some wayward
wondering
souls?"


So to the luvly people who crossed my path over at Blogsworld,
I express this hope: We'll try to wander about, meet up sometimes, like long lost friends.

To mGf Young&Articulate, I end with a light hearted pulling of
one Y&A's leg a second time - for having gone MIA
for a fool one week!

"*A UNC student was infatuated with a freshman, but was
so timid he never had the courage to speak to her. In fact,
he even told his therapist that every time he got near her
he felt like he was unimportant. He said that he felt as
insignificant as a tiny pebble.

"Well," his therapist responded, "If you want to get the girl
you'll just have to be a little boulder!"******"

On one such wandering, I saw two of my blogger friends expressing the inclination towards James Blunt's You're Beautiful and I thought, Fools Seldom Defer!


Yes, Human beings are so alike
We seek happiness
We long for Beauty among Friends
Perhaps SomeOne Special
In the form of another Being
The Male for a Female
and Vice Versa

May you find that SomeOne Special
If not in 2006, then the following year
Maybe even still questing
forever and a day
The important thing is mGf: You try
and not give up and sigh
Wondering why.

You can only wander into
the depths of the night
But never hold back on the promise
Of finding that common beating
of life's symphony
in another human heart