Lost between many worlds
And belonging to none,
That's the punishment
Of being a traveler.
I travel those worlds
And the space in between,
Searching for my self
And finding none.
I long for companion
On the roads I take,
I long for wisdom
Chasing my own faith;
My longings keep me awake,
My hardship gives me no brake,
I go with the flow,
The past left behind;
Enjoying the moment I find,
I embrace it and mold it,
My teacher becomes -
The world becomes mine.
