How To Love A Wanderer

If you happen to stumble upon a wanderer,
unlock the door
and welcome them in; but do so knowing
that they’re only there to rest their feet.
Don’t offer to unpack their bags, instead
fill them to brimming and leave them
beside the back door, uncluttered and easy
to reach. Stoke the fire, put the kettle on,
and guard your heart.
It’s passion and pain that nurture the unsettled.
Embrace them for the moment, delight in their tales,
and commit them
to memory… when the sun rises
they’ll be gone,
pack full of hearts, soul bursting
with restlessness, leaving you
incredibly richer, and devastatingly poorer,
all at the same time.

 
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Nicole Lyons

Nicole Lyons is a force of nature disguised as a writer, a social activist, a voice for the downtrodden, and a powerful poet with a delicate touch. She is a published author and poet featured in the books Feminine Collective’s RAW&UNFILTERED VOL I, Love Notes From Humanity; The Lust, Love, & Loss Collection, and Stigma Fighters Anthology Volume One. Her essays and poetry have also been featured in numerous literary collectives. Her debut book of poetry HUSH, published by FC Media will be released in April 2017.

Nicole was inducted into The Mental health Writer’s Guild in 2015 for her work on The Lithium Chronicles, Psych Central, The Mighty, and the International Bipolar Foundation.

She is a speaker and event coordinator with a Canadian nonprofit that focuses on suicide awareness and prevention in children and teens, and she lives a good life in beautiful British Columbia with her brilliant daughters and amazing husband. From a sunny porch beautiful British Columbia, Nicole is enjoying a glass of wine, and working on her second collection of poetry.

11 thoughts on “How To Love A Wanderer

  1. Lindsey C Reply

    Wow. This hit me in a place I didn’t even know existed. I recently met a man who maybe would not have considered himself a wanderer until I showed him this. He’s wandered his entire life from place to place trying to find something that made him feel at home. Before long I think the lack of is what felt most comforting to him. NOT being tied down to one place so that when the darkness tried to slip back into his mind he was able to run from it, find a place that gave him peace again. He has the most beautiful soul, full of heartbreak and tragedy but also full of courage and strength. I fell in love with his spirit instantly. I’ve never made a connection like this with anyone else and I felt like he wanted to love me in a different way, a way he was not used to loving another person. The kind of love that keeps you around unwillingly, but the allure of the life he lead before had too strong a hold on him. I started to notice he was losing interest and giving his time and thoughts more to the road ahead. I was sad of course, as you said I felt devastatingly poor at the thought of losing him but also thankful to know a soul like his. Its tragic yet beautiful the impression these types of people leave on our hearts. I feel like I will never really feel whole again… unless perhaps I become a wanderer myself, for I too feel unsettled……

  2. Jacqueline CioffaJacqueline Cioffa Reply

    Sigh, to gypsy love. Beautiful.
    “-when the sun rises they’ll be gone, pack full of hearts, soul bursting with restlessness, leaving you incredibly richer, and devastatingly poorer, all at the same time.”

    xx
    Jackie

  3. Mary Rowen Reply

    Omg, Nicole, this is fantastic. I love it all, especially the line, “Embrace them for the moment, delight in their tales, and commit them to memory…” That will stay with me all day at least. Gypsies are the best and the worst 🙂

  4. Dori OwenDori Owen Reply

    If you should ever need to kmow how to love me, please read the instructions above. Deliciously original and wonderful. You are indeed a master poet. I love this SO much! xoxo D.

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