Travel (b)log

I was cleaning up some of the folders files I stored in this machine during different moments of certains moods. came across soem interesting finds. About a journey of a different kind.

Allons! whoever you are, come travel with me!

Traveling with me, you find what never tires.

The earth never tires;

The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first—Nature is rude and incomprehensible at first;

Be not discouraged—keep on—there are divine things, well envelop’d;

I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.

Allons! we must not stop here!

However sweet these laid-up stores—however convenient this dwelling, we cannot remain here;

However shelter’d this port, and however calm these waters, we must not anchor here;

However welcome the hospitality that surrounds us, we are permitted to receive it but a little while.

Allons! the road is before us!

It is safe—I have tried it—my own feet have tried it well...

Walt Whitman, The Song of the Open Road

Less hasty am I than the wind, yet I must go.

We Wanderers, ever seeking the lonlier way,

begin no day where we have ended another day;

and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us.

Even while the Earth sleeps, we travel.

Khalil Gibran