i'M A TRAVELLER

i'M OUT AND ABOUT CONTEMPLATiNG - MENTAL CARESSES ARE LiKE SiNKiNG iNTO A LEADEN WiNTER LAKE - iT'S HOW i FiND QUiETNESS

I CAME FROM FAR AWAY, HAD LOST ALL BRiLLiANTLY SPARKLiNG COLOURS, THEY WERE FADED TO ONLY DiRT DULL GREY, THEY PALED TiLL ONLY HOPELESSNESS REMAiNED

TEARDROPS FELL, ALL i SAW WERE WiTHERED TULiPS WiTH HANGiNG, DRiED OUT HEADS, NOTHiNG ELSE WAS LEFT BUT SADNESS

i'M A TRAVELLER

THERE ARE DiMENSiONS WHiCH AREN'T TO GRASP - A ROUGH WiLD OCEAN, WiNDSWEPT iN iTS EGREGiOUS VASTNESS - THEY LEAVE ME REVERENT iN THEiR iMMENSENESS

NOWADAYS SOMETiMES i FEEL BUBBLES iNSiDE MY VEiNS - DESPiTE ALL THE HARDSHiP THEY TiCKLE, PRiCKLE LiKE SPARK­LiNG WATERS iN SUNRAYS - iNFUSiNG HAPPiNESS iN FORMER LEADEN DAYS

i'M OUT AND ABOUT, THE DULLNESS MORE OFTEN THAN NOT REPLACED WiTH iMAGES OF ACHENE DRiFTiNG AiMLESSLY THROUGH THE AiR - ALLOWiNG LiGHTNESS TO SETTLE iN

i'M A TRAVELLER

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