Travel

When the clouds tell me stories from another side, 

They make my eyes twinkle and widen my smile,

How curiosity fills my soul,

Deep down there it's craving to explore it all;

The treasures of the far side, 

The humans and society of there, 

Pearls and diamonds and the moonshine, 

 dance with the tribes and learn their ways of love and care. 

To stare at the blooming flowers and touch their soil,

See the miracles of God and greet all the labourers that toil. 

To feel my hair flip in their wind, to dance in ecstasy on their sand,

To watch the sunset hues and,

Oh Lord, all the beautiful colours painted by you.