Wednesday, December 29, 2010

The Traveler's Dilemma

We are transients
Never finished
Wanting to push onward
It is our nature

One day uprooted
Moving on to something
New and incomplete
We pack our bags

Journeys endless
Always searching
Never finding home
Lost and never found

1 comment:

Kaitlin said...

I see you finally figured out the final line. I like it.