Tomorrow morning
we hoist our sails,
breathe deeply, and
hope for the best.
What will we encounter
in the unknown territories,
in the east of the land?
Questions keep me awake.
Certainly highways - dull of color
and empty of vistas. Perhaps
a rural road will offer fresh hues,
unusual fragrances, unique resonances.
I'll be sure to record them all.
Remembering is the best part of
a journey. Memories we take with us
and carry until the end, our end.
GARTLER WRITING STUDIO
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