Inspired by some photos of one of my friends (these are hers) – she was travelling around Asia for about 6 months… I’m a wee bit jealous.

To go
Be away, disappear
Don’t tell
We’re gone.

The air
Carries scents, different sound
Laden
With opportunity.

To feel
Release held breath
Soar but stand,
Exalt.

The movement,
Soft earth
Ease of the wet
Feet first.

To taste
Full-bodied infusion
Moisten lips and tongue flavor
Biting fire-heat.

The glimmer
Glimpse color
Blush of dusk flicker,
Blue light

To lose
Ourselves you and I
Hidden up in saturated green.
Tree shanty

The distance
We’re away
Disappeared they don’t know.
Go, gone.