Source — (Pixabay)


Adrift on the prairie ocean
I search for place
I search for mountain
I search for view

But I no longer search for home
That is within me
Instead I long for movement
I want to see mountains from all sides

I want a journey
Each day a new place
I want to lose myself
In immensity and distance

I want to be a traveler
A vagabond
A stranger in a strange land
I want to have wheels

I want to see and feel
And touch
I want to be both present
And far away

I have decided to return
To my endless journey
That had been interrupted
When I stopped moving

With that decision made
It will be so
I will pack lightly
And release my mooring

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