Basia

tender feelings heal with flowers
when your woes and sorrows leave you
overwhelmed
for the state of endless sadness or
uncompleted mourning--
take star of bethlehem,
there's willow if bitter, when helpless--
wild rose,
some sunshine wattle revives all lost hopes
but for a simple case of longing--
what are we to do when homeless in our
hearts and souls
some of us take daring chances following our
lovers--
the passion we can trust...
others just cannot sit still--
they're driven by the power of mighty
wanderlust
wherever we go, god, we're trying so hard
to make every place feel like home left behind
but despite of all endeavours--nothing
changed,
as ever--we're homeless in our hearts...