Traveling

There are places I’ve grown from some far and wide Past my heart and lingering within my mind There are roads I may have crossed craggy and forgotten Each step I take I ascertain more clearly Through the willful nights and past stories I never looked back for more than a mere second Whispering all the things I saw and sensed I’ve learned to transform inconveniences and annoyances This wind that now blows shows me- I must discipline my intellectual truths Training in the joy of day to day I shall walk along the ruins of yesterday On a journey of understanding myself With less fear and doubt and wiser to the day