A burning desire to move to places that move my soul

Finding magic in my existence knowing a piece of me is empty

That only mountains and waterfalls could fill for a moments rest

Sometimes I wonder if I was a nomad in my past life stuck as a prisoner of my own mind in my present existence.

The passion to meet people where they are.. only taking a piece of wisdom and leaving behind a hug

As I feel like I‘m not made for permeance for any type of platonic love

Then I get a glimpse of reality maybe I'm not for the wild

as my mind conquers my own body more than my feet to walk

A wolf comes to mind, but a one that leaves the pack

Seeking for solidarity without an emotion to leave behind in tact

If only I was a wolf without a human brain

Who has the courage to move with desires that only shall remain

Questioning what it would be like to disappear without a trace,

Leaving behind only footprints in the dirt…

I’m just a temporary friend who is

longing for a place to call home