there is a sound in my ear
there is a image in my eyes
there is a voice in my mind
there is a hue in my heart
yet, we find ourselves searching for something that has never left us…
yet, we find ourselves believing in something not has never betrayed us…
we can travel to lands foreign
we can venture to cities exploring
we can levitate to places adorning
we can mitigate to continents imploring
yet, we find ourselves thinking about something that has never been known to us…
….a feast known as the road
it’s insatiable as one’s soul…
