I want to visit so many places
there is so much beauty and wonder
I will not be able to see them all
but
I go anyway
I start to close my eyes
and imagine
I begin to feel calm
stress be gone
I start to relax
I feel my breath, calm and gentle release
inhale, exhale, living embrace
I feel my heart center
vibrating energy flowing through out my being
within~ without
I am on a journey of wonder
I travel anywhere I wish to be
and I am there
I see what I want to
and how I want to
I feel each of my visions
I become it
possibilities
endless
I travel alone
find myself
with all.
like a tiny bird in a cage, the door flung open... the soul leaves the body and flies!
I travel on path that's straight its the journey of light to Light my heart and soul are my feet my heart and soul are my blood I fly at will, even slither when I know I'm walking to You and I walk not alone Kasia may you stay blessed always... thanks so much for your prayers togther we have moved beyond the stalemate of 222
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Actually a poet is a born traveler. He travels alone to find himself. Fantastic. Thanks. Tapas, West Bengal, India.