Travelling

Travelling –

Becomes you as another person

Or the terrifying synthesis of yourself –

All at once.

People are transient

But at the same time, family

All at once.

A hand to push you away but also to guide and hold you.

I know all and yet so little of myself

All at once.

And the world is urban chaos and ordered nature perfection

All at once.

Plummeting Venetian blocks, windowed and

Plunging to valleys

Exploding open - widening, ramshackle, ceramic-roofed homes,

Jutting out and spilling through the sides of your dreams.

These are places only visited in books or through train windows

All at once, you know exactly where you’re going -

And at the same time, not at all.