If only there was a vine with leaves as footholds to climb up to the very sun and dim it's light a little bit, would things in our universe be any different?
Friday, November 17, 2017
On The Road
“I was surprised, as always, by how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.” ― Jack Kerouac, On The Road
But when age is not just another number,
goodbyes are seldom as easy
and you discover the joys of staying back;
the heart aches for shelter and seclusion-
a home away from the possibilities in the world.
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