A nomadic heart,

From home depart,

Long steps to clear my head.

From smooth paved street

To dirt ‘neath my feet

With no direction I mindlessly tread.

An unmarked line

Free of city’s whine

A calming peace envelops me.

Between the hills

A cool wind chills

Leaves rustling on a lonely tree.

A long dirt trail

Break free from jail

Of clouded daily perspective.

A gentle breeze

Puts minds at ease

Anxious thoughts ineffective.

Until at last

Day gone too fast

To the world I must return

A fleeting joy

For this troubled boy

My next escape I already yearn