Hopeless Wanderer

You heard my voice 

I came out of the woods by choice

Shelter also gave their shade

But in the dark I have no name

So leave that click in my head

And I will remember the words that you said

Left a clouded mind and a heavy heart

But I was sure we could see a new start

So when your hope's on fire

But you know your desire

Don't hold a glass over the flame

Don't let your heart grow cold

I will call you by name

I will share your road

But hold me fast, Hold me fast

'Cause I'm a hopeless wanderer

And hold me fast, Hold me fast

'Cause I'm a hopeless wanderer

I wrestled long with my youth

We tried so hard to live in the truth

But do not tell me all is fine

When I lose my head, I lose my spine

But hold me fast, Hold me fast

'Cause I'm a hopeless wanderer

I will learn, I will learn to love

the skies I'm under.

Listening to this song, new to me, resonated deeply and I've been trying to explain why to myself.

There's something about the idea of a hopeless wanderer that poses a paradox.

An incurable requisite for discovery.

The need to be free, yet the longing to be held fast.

The unquenchable desire to go, go where one have never gone before and to experience to the fullest the unknown.

The determination to learn, along the way, to understand and embrace the present.  It may hold a difficult lesson and the victory of mastery.  Perhaps the thrilling beauty of a brilliant horizon.  Perhaps uncertainty and the challenge to keep walking, in faith.

 Sometimes it holds all that and more.

never neglect to love the skies you're under

and don't ever be afraid to wander.

And lastly, the road need never be walked alone.

He holds us fast, calls us each by name.  He will share our road.

Outfit Details

A bomber jacket by ModCloth

a knit circle skirt by Kellie Falconer

a pair of adventurous boots off of Amazon

a thrifted dotty sweater