How a Wanderer Found Home.

I traveled far too long.

From the land of gods, to

The underground dirty haunts.

And yet the wanderlust kept growing...

A minute longer than an hour and I'd go all wild.

Like someone possessed by a ghost,

Running back to the wilderness, 

Catching first flight.

I sure had a lovely little house

Full of sunshine & chatter of a crowd.

At the end of the day I would end up there

But with crack of the dawn I'd be off to somewhere.

With an empty heart

And a love for mother nature

I crossed rivers & oceans,

Climbed hills & mountains, in search for more.

And yet i knew something wasn't right.

The itch, the anticipation, an irritation to go anywhere

Searching for an enigma

in the middle of the night

Spotting Shining stars

In the early morning light.

Envisioning you in my dreams

With a heart that was never mine.

I would wake up all shaken

drenched in my own cold sweat

Jitters taken over my body

Only to realize i was just in my bed.

Until the very day

You fell into my life.

From that mango tree..

Which made for an amusing story.

The lust never halted

but something fundamental changed

While earlier i scooped for adventure outside,

With you my life was an adventure in its own right.