Sunday 2 February 2014

WANDERLUST

There is funny solace

In length of the road

And the breath of destination.


If I could be anybody

I would be a secret, 

Kept alive by centuries of tradition; 

Native to some,

And yet mystery to most.



I want to see everything,

Be everyone,

And get lost in my own translation.

If I finish soon

And if it's not too late,

Then take me home.