Travel hunger

I 'm hungry of outside.

I seek for travel, countries and lands that I don't know.

I'm languishing of the road and what it gives;

The excitement and sweet tiredness of going somewhere.

A place where something else of my knowing is possible.

I'm dying to drink the distance to something other,

Other than those four walls in wich I feel losing my mind more and more,

I wish the road and million kilometers like a birds take the sky for his entire homeland.

I seek the smiles, laughts and kindness of million people

So far and so differents from what I know.

I want to bath myself with their truth,

Capture their reality,

Rise form their perspective,

I'm hungry of those plain,

Those that you don't know yet,

But have been sitted there for your heart to be melted by.

I'm aspiring to nature,

Savage, lenient, soft and rought;

The beauty of beeing just shuted and in awe.

In my room I turn in circle and I dream to be there

I dream

of blue ocean,

of soft carress of the sun on my skin,

of people speaking languages that I wish I could have learned,

of discovering places that change view,

of culture that have a sense of deity,

of laughts and tears that just different people can birth.

In the peaceful communion that make you see

we are all the same.

I dream a vivid, lihgtfull dream of elsewhere.