The Journey

Gawd but the desire to journey

New and old places call to me

History, hustle

Buildings and fields

People so unlike me and mine

People so much the same

I’ve seen many things

yet it will never be enough

The need to run, walk

To seek sights unseen

To breathe in air never breathed

To feel sun never felt

Walk through fog and smog

Journey is freedom

Home is stagnant

Some day I’ll never return

To the day to day of an ordinary life

Some day I will run

Some day I will hide in the open

Some day I will take you with me

And we will learn together.