The Circle

And so I’m back
From lands afar
Where people love
And talk,
And smile.
I’ve tasted lime
But honey-sweetened,
Crossed rivers,
Climbed mountains,
Ran through fields.
I’ve seen a world,
Which lives forever,
Locked up but yet free,
Wise but yet simple.
It’s been ages since I started
To only find upon return
My shadow still trembling
On the piece of paper –
The eternal point of return.