Sept 23, 2020

Travelers we all are,

traversing through landscapes of space and time;

lifetimes.

What is there to hold?

The places we lived?

The possessions we hoard?

Our bodies have carried our souls.

One day this body will leave with empty hands.

This world had been a hostel

albeit a fine one;

The lessons learned.

He waits for me.

It's time to go.