I have never torn off my clothes
Or run naked through the mountains,
But I have followed you, love.
Only two continents left to explore –
Africa and China, and a subcontinent,
if we choose India.
In four decades,
never has one of us said,
“What if we went to . . . “
without the other saying, “Where are
I would rather go together
Rumi once said, “Love is a madman, working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes,
running through the mountains.” This quote is part of today’s prompt from Octpowrimo
(a poem a day in October), to write of love. Read what others have written HERE.
We leave on Sunday morning, just ahead of a snow storm, for a month-long trip to
Africa. I will still write my poem a day, but you’ll have to check in at the end of
November to catch up. Thank you for reading – and writing!