The proof of concept

Aha, I'm 27. I'm on a train, on a small journey. I woke today, Submitted myself before the lord and began to think of how I should spend this day. I yearned for connection, Not to a body, To my own being. Thus a ticket was bought and travel began, To a land where the earth meets a body of water. One where the air carries the scent of the earth. I sit aboard this travelling box, accompanied by many others, carrying with them their own wants, stories, and personal legends. The same true is when I take steps towards my personal legend, In my case it is stepping away from that which I have permitted to shackle me, The noise of the city, The lack of nature, The lack of harmony, Step outside and I feel as though a prisoner has been released, Not concerned with how long my freedom lasts, Knowing only to cherish the time ahead, and to return with a greater energy, A recalibrated mind, and a vision for a future unencumbered by shackles.