From as far back as I can recollect
I have never meshed with any other
I've tried to fit in but I can't quite connect
Not even with my mother or brother
I learned to be invisible or to just blend in
A wallflower of which none take notice
Hidden in plain sight like a chameleon
Or fading away like a shadow in a foggy mist
Still I dream of some far off day
when I may find my kith and kin
Others like me who laugh and play
Some distant land where I finally fit in
I'm not of this realm I sometimes fear
For I feel no kinship with the human race
Their indifference increases with each passing year
And they can't see beauty in front of their face
What quest brought me to this dreadful place?
Was I sent to learn a lesson? What did I need?
Was I banished here for some forgotten disgrace?
Gaia show me the way home; with heart and soul I plead!
This changeling child longs to go home
Where magick's not seen as a fearful thing
Long forgotten is the reason I did roam
away from that place where my soul did sing
Leta Dungan
Desert Witch
09/04/201
(revised 10/20/2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Still I dream of some far off day when I may find my kith and kin. Others like me who laugh and play in some distant land where I finally fit in. You seem to be a wayward kinship fellow mate. Maybe I'll come by to play outside your garden gate. I love you poem. Thank you.
Thank you. Perhaps our paths will cross ere we journey back to our homeland.