Traveler

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I am a traveler
Stopping by a cabin for a temporary rest
Yet I am tempted to stay
To settle as a permanent guest.

Illuminating the small room
You are a warm candlelight
But I yearn to burst out through the door
To explore the vast sky of the dark night.

You cast a glow so calming
On these wooden walls
Soothing my wild soul
Delicately protecting me from every fall.

Yet I scan the twilight canvas
My wanting eyes straying to the window
I am in search for fireworks
For sparks somewhere over the meadow.

I am a free spirit
Bounded by these four walls I hold dear
You are my haven
And I can stay here.

But I cannot deny my true nature
To explore the endless night sky
Where there are no walls
And nowhere I cannot fly.

Call me ungrateful, unappreciative
Perhaps even greedy
But I cannot stay in a place when I know
Somewhere out there lies sparks I'll never see.

I must go.

For I am in a search for something
That may not exist
I may end up with nothing to hold on to
Lost in a shroud of mist.

Maybe on hindsight I'll regret giving you up
When resting my search by a shelf
At least I would not regret
Being untrue to myself.

Even if I end up as a lost, wandering soul
I would still be glad
Knowing I am true to my nature
And I can hold on to that.

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