My mind permanently wanders to that land far away,
where you wake up with the sunrise and embrace each new day.
Where you work for survival and for your soul you play,
and you can choose to wander on, or you can choose to stay.
Because, you see, it’s a place chosen only by you.
No one put you there and said, “you have to see this through”.
Every day you’re learning and everything is new.
You can fall asleep at peace knowing to your heart you’re being true.
In this place there is no need for a laptop or TV.
No Instagram or Facebook posts saying ‘look at me’.
But instead you walk, you laugh, you love, you play – you live transparently.
There isn’t one thing that you absolutely need to be.
I’ve been there. I’ve done that. For some reason I came back.
I think I regretted it as soon as the plane hit the tarmac.
Now with each passing day I feel there’s something which I lack,
and I long to hit the road with nothing but the clothes on my back.
Once you’ve experienced true happiness, nothing else comes near.
Oh that unique blissful feeling, that utter absence of fear.
Where a conversation means everything and a sunset brings tears.
For no other reason than gratitude for simply being here.
If only I could explain to those who don’t know,
who don’t understand my constant desire to go.
How can I stand still when there’s so much left in me to grow?
Mountains to climb and rivers to row?
People to meet and connections to make?
Lessons to learn and old addictions to break?
Joy to ignite and passions to wake?
Can you see now — it’s your life that’s at stake.
That’s why I’ll never say no to this call deep inside
that pleads with me so intensely that I have to abide.
To bid goodbye to my ego, my fear, and my pride,
and run with arms open wide toward life’s simpler side.
I will always wander about that land far away.
One day, I will go back there, and stay.