When I Return.

The journey starts anew

First steps of dew through the front door will be missed.

A mountainous sunrise will be remembered,

And all the beautiful people met are kept at mind.

Til the time that journey grants wings to fly.


Farewells are difficult to say,

Although the things hoped for will be there.

There are mew lands to be witnessed,

There are new smells to taste,

 There will be many tongues to learn,

Though that will not stop the adventures.


When will I return?

I do not know,

Nor if I will ever stop flying.

This world is not the only adventure for me,

For the kingdom to come when one journey ends, another begins.

Reminisce all goodbyes, as they are never eternal through the hearts that they touch,

Just as adventures will never end. 

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