Take a trip to the mountains,
To the meadows and to the fountains.
Feel your soul stirring with grace,
And sometimes dance to some rock and some bass.
Take the road that you never traveled by,
Walk through that tunnel, don’t be shy.
Sit by the beach, if you want to cry
Feel the cool sea breeze, help the tears dry.
Travel along as much as you can,
Alone if you may, you don’t need to plan.
Because when you travel, Life is different,
Time doesn’t move in hour or minutes
But measured moment to moment,
It is these moments which shape our soul,
And mend our broken selves into a whole.