Traveling-it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller. – Ibn Batuta
The first stirrings of impatience are starting to grow
Within me, making me restless, and I fully know
Why this is happening-grounded I have been
For longer than usual, therefore I am keen
To spread my proverbial wings and fly away
From the city where I live, along an unexplored way
It matters not how far or where I go-
Traveling anywhere will lift my spirits low..
My comfort zone, my haven I need to leave
It is time to shake up what I believe
Soak in experiences new, challenge ideas old
Travel has the property of making me bold
Just hundred miles away or across the ocean
I approach travel with the same devotion
I love to get lost in anonymity
In an unexplored, unknown new city
Where I have the liberty to reinvent
Myself, there is nothing to prevent
Me from projecting myself in a new light
My improved persona is enigmatic and bright
New stories I hear, and tuck them away
In my mind, for bringing out some other day..
Travel brings to my mind peace and content
This privilege to travel on a whim is Godsent
When I pack my bags, the eager anticipation
Of a trip galvanizes me into action…
Passion...unbridled 