travelling...I'm leaving soon...

If you don’t travel

I always marvel
Whenever I travel
Because if you don’t travel
And extensively explore
How can you open those awaiting doors?
Mysteries always lie waiting to be unraveled

Ready to leave for new horizons...I have to do it...I have to go on searching my truth...
Oldwoman gave me this poem, to put in my head and my bag...
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I travel with my eyes
Watching those silently cry
Asking themselves the question why
Someone left them without saying goodbye

I travel with my thoughts
Abundant knowledge
I have found and soughtI travel with my pen
To write about children, women and men

I travel with my voice
Speaking sensibly refusing to induce confusing noise
I travel with hope
Believing something new will spring into my horoscope
Whether in Africa or whether in Europe
There is always room, there is always scope

I travel to many places
Mix with different culture and races
Identify tribes by their faces
Everyone I always embrace
I travel with or without money
So please listen to my testimony
Every experience is worth lifes journey

I travel with intensive faith
Lavishing love rather than being defensive with hate
Because if you don’t travel
How can you grow?
How can you know,
What is beneath the dust and below the gravel?

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi