I Am A Nomad

Suddenly at era's end

I want to leave again

Attachments made evaporate

In memories I breathe

Pieces left will cycle round

To stay will let them in

You swept this way, but fear was strong

A-void to become like you

See what I want, cannot hold on

In closeness an image of self

Clearly

I must go

Maybe I disappear

Maybe I float

On the water

In a little white boat

Made of paper

Getting wet

To the horizon

An orange sunset

And the wind blowing gently

"Who am I yet?"

I am not a reference

Consider a cascade of pieces

I am a starlight dreamer

Consider reality scattering

I am a nomad

A runner

An ear for flutter

Of wings to free from coast

Roaming in search of mankind's treasures

Belonging nowhere

But the future

To find you at home