I long for purpose. I am a silhouette searching for its shadow. I am a cloud with no rain; a frog with no hop a mountain with no top

I long for reason; I am a question with no mark; a moon with no light. I leave for days only to forget why I left

For I am a traveller. I come and go as I please. I leave no trace when I leave a place for I want no one to know, where I am or where I might go.

Some day we may meet again and breathe the same crisp morning air, but to you my love I wish you freedom; my one and only heir

If your legs feel shaky and your heart is aching just remember Mother Earth knows no stability. She spins and turns and burns from within alone in the cold and rigidity. There is no peace just balance we need for there is only death and energy. The fox that hunts the birds that glide, distant planets collide do we grow or multiply?