Tuesday, 10 May 2011


I pack my bags wherever I go
I never stay, I always move on
Don't know where I'll go next,
I will go with the flow
As soon as I have settled,
the next moment I'll be gone
Nowhere I belong
Still I belong everywhere
The same moon is glowing
The same sun watches my days
The moment I hold on,
that moment I'll break free
With the wind I travel
crossing land and sea
I may never settle
I may never be tied down
I'll keep on travelling in this world I call home

by Verena Zyla - 11/05/2011