Wherever I Walk / I Hear Another Voice Poem by Shalom Freedman

WHEREVER I WALK (Written after reading a chapter of ‘Wanderlust' by Rebecca Solnit

Wherever I walk
I hear another voice
I sense a different melody
Not my own
Wherever I walk
Worlds open to me
I did not know in my own dreams
The real is more real in my eyes
And the frightening distances
More subtle and sublime
I walk and walk
And see and see
And feel and feel
And no one even myself knows or understands
Why I dream
Or where I need to keep going on to.