Poem: Traveller

The blades of grass
Wet with morning dew
Press against my feet
As I stand

A deep breath and off
To the path
Like a tourist taking in the
Scenes

Finding the dual meaning
In each, saving
Them each in my
Mind for future thought

Wading thru the waters of
Reality
To cross the flowing river
Of life

To reach the other side
To move forward
Traveling to become wiser
To grow within myself

Expanding my self
Conscience
Increasing my knowledge
Of the world around me

Feet are tired and
My body aches
But wonderment of what’s to come fuels me