I trace the world’s curves
Affectionately
Caressing, shore to shore
Unshackled and whole

Constant roving
Is the only true refuge
Pried from the soils
Where I came to be

True elation
Fastens to the wind
To be seized by the daring
In their vast endeavors

Deprived from land
Is honest bliss
Cradled by the silence
That drives me forth

Dingy rags
Shall become my home
As I jet beyond
The mists of eternity