Some say life is a journey
Every moment is travel
What is a journey but waiting?
Spending time waiting for the next stop
We pass the time though what tasks we take with us
Making friends with our travel mates
Seeing the world around us
Is the journey more important than the destination?
The world passes by
The eyes begin to close
We continue to move
It seems there is no rest
Plans are made, more travel
More meetings with fellow travelers
When will we arrive?
What is the destination?
The heart is eager to continue the journey
For traveling is the only life I know