Where the streets have no name

As travellers, you can be who you choose to be. It’s your moment to don the cape, forget the laundry or bills, and give life to make-believe stories. You can lead many lives, live many stories, and write many truths. After all, we’re all pedestrians walking on a nameless street — hoping to find something along the way that catches our eye. What you see or feel depends upon the depth of your wandering gaze. An extraordinary monument might seem pedestrian — if it couldn’t strike a chord. And a pedestrian trail might seem spectacular because it was far removed from the tourist hype. Travel can also make you oscillate between escapism and reality. Seeking isolation, wandering in anonymity, and walking along unfamiliar streets can bring temporary liberation from all that you wanted to escape from. Or might make you face reality from a point of no escape.

I wanna run,

I want to hide

I wanna tear down the walls
That hold me inside.

I wanna reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name.

I wanna feel sunlight on my face.
I see the dust-cloud
Disappear without a trace.

I wanna take shelter
From the poison rain
Where the streets have no name

We’re still building and burning down love
Burning down love.

And when I go there
I go there with you
(It’s all I can do).

The city’s a flood, and our love turns to rust.

We’re beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled in dust.

I’ll show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name.

— Bono, U2        

41 responses to “Where the streets have no name

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  2. Choicest images for the prompt, Cheryl. I though I’ll get to see lots of images with people walking on street/road but I was surprised to see other images here! Love the photographers perspective !

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