Dislocated - My life away from home - A personal rite of passage

Halfway down the road

Scrolling through the pages of Dislocated, reflecting. This poem, that was sent in strikes me. It expresses my state of mind when I hit the road a year ago.

Listen to the beautiful soundrecording of ‘dead poet’ Carlos Drummod de Andrade’s ‘No Meio do Caminho’

Halfway down the road

I took the liberty to translate it in English for you:

Halfway down the road

Halfway down the road there was a rock
there was rock halfway down the road
there was a rock
halfway down the road there was a rock

Never will I forget this happening
in the life of my so fatigued retinas
Never will I forget that halfway down the road
there was a rock
there was a rock halfway down the road
halfway down the road there was rock

No meio do caminho

No meio do caminho tinha uma pedra 
tinha uma pedra no meio do caminho 
tinha uma pedra 
no meio do caminho tinha uma pedra. 

Nunca me esquecerei desse acontecimento 
na vida de minhas retinas tão fatigadas. 
Nunca me esquecerei que no meio do caminho 
tinha uma pedra 
tinha uma pedra no meio do caminho 
no meio do caminho tinha uma pedra