Traveler Once More

I
cannot wait
to go...

I cannot wait
to board
the plane
and go...

I cannot wait
until the plane lands
and I am there...

I cannot wait
until I am
a traveler
again...

I cannot wait
until I
see things I
want to see...

I cannot wait
until I experience
those moments of
joy I
experience
when I am
in a new place,
taking it
all in...

I cannot wait
until
I see a little bit more
of the world...

I cannot wait
until I am doing
one of the things
I love doing the most...

I cannot wait
until I am a
traveler once more.

I Am

I am a
traveler,
whether it
be around
the corner
or around the world...

I go
places,
I feel
places,
I love
it all...

I
am the
girl who
is always planning
a trip,
a trip to
China or
the town ten
minutes away...

I am
the girl
who loves being
the girl is always
traveling,
the one who
is far away,
who has seen things
they have not...

I love
being away,
coming home,
and seeing everyone
I care about...

Yet I am always
itching
to go,
to see a new place...

I am the girl
that when you
break my heart,
I will leave,
I will take off
on a plane
to see a new place,
thus healing my heart...

I am
the girl
who loves
being around friends,
yet loves
taking off
to the other
side of the world
on her own...

I am
the girl
who proudly
boards the
plane on her own...

I am the girl
who
always
wants to
go somewhere,
and makes it happen...

I am a traveler,
it is part of
who I am,
and always will be.

Time To Flow Again

The river was

frozen...

 

frozen

in time...

 

now,

the time

has come to

go back...

 

for that which has

been frozen,

and on hold...

 

to awaken

again,

to flow once more...

 

for the waters

which have

been

still and unmovable...

 

to flow,

to move,

to move on...

 

the ice

is melting,

the water is

flowing

once more...

 

the season for

it to

move on

has come...

 

 

Time of the River

the river

is frozen

in time,

the past perfectly

capture

for out eyes

to see...

 

in the frozen river,

we can

see with our own eyes

what once was,

we can see the

past in the present,

both together...

 

yet,

the past frozen in the

river

is slowly moving away,

slowly moving back

to the liquid it was

when it was captured

but warior winter with his

cold grip...

 

lady spring,

with her warm wand,

is setting the past free,

and soon, the time of the river,

will resume its flow once again...

 

the past will not be seen by our eyes,

but will be abstract

once more...

 

the time of the

river,

will flow,

from past to present to future,

until it is captured once again...

Unfrozen River

the river

is unfreezing...

 

it's still frozen solid

on the surface,

but on the bottom,

the ice is slowly thinning back

into the liquid it once was...

 

soon,

it will be seen on

the surface...

 

the outside looks

the same,

still frozen,

still solid,

yet if you

look beneath,

it wont

be the same anymore...

 

the change begins

underneath

and slowly moves up,

and the last part

which will change,

will be that which we see...