Untold wanting without destination

Could be just a matter of getting out of bed,

The unexpected voyage

To almost anywhere a possibility

Even around the block

But if you must use sailing ships,

Ocean liners or

Transatlantic flights

Now with just one suitcase

A change of nationality at the airport.

Or simply go as a volunteer

Wanting soon becomes the urgent desire

For peace and well being

Sought but not found

Without some kind

Of a national budget

And threats of mass destruction.

One sets out on the voyage

A little less light-hearted

Maybe just walking

Arms outstretched

In a smaller circle

If you must be home

By the end of the day.

L. Fullington