I have seen
all there is to see
soft snowflakes falling silently
upon rooftops and pines,
warm smoke going up the chimneys
from cottages in Wales,
celebrating christmas eve.
I have seen
all there is to see
Violent sandstorms
as I lay
face buried in the sand
at an afternoon in Kalahari.
I have seen
all there is to see
smelled hot croissants,pizzas and creme
at a quiet restaurant
by river Siene
as a blue eyed beauty
dolefuly sang to her beloved
at a table ,very near me.
I have seen,heard and felt
all these and more,really,
without passports,visas,and travelling fees
believe me...
from a quiet corner
in a lonely room
with a wandering mind
and a heart
overwhelmed in joyful ecstacy.