I have fallen in love with the worldAnd I am aware that I have chosenthe most dangerous lover of them all.
World
Unless you call attentionto your presencewho will know you're there?Even a countryhas to weave and wave a flagas proof of its existence.
Poetry
The journey back is always longer than the forward run.
Sometimes I think people were meant to be strangers.Not to get to know one another,not to get close enough to damage the heartmade older by each new encounter.
People, Heart, Strangers