All Who Wonder

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There is something beautiful about the way the world glows just after the rain...

The way the sun glints off the grass like tiny diamonds dropped from Heaven...

How in spring the air smells like tiny, budding flowers...

Its sweet and its innocent, yet its wildly intoxicating all at the same time...

In summer the airs hot and still, almost suffocating, but then night brings the coolness...

And once again you are reminded, that there is balance...

When the night is dark and lonesome, but the stars shine so bright that you feel a sense of home...

You are oddly one with the night sky and it is frightening, but you feel calm...

Daylight breaks into a million colors...

Red like a dancing fire...

Blues and greens like the earth and the sky have joined together once again...

Browns, grays and oranges melting together like a Kansas wheat field on the horizon...

You are reminded of beautiful memories and places of times long ago...

The ocean lays before you bluer than the sky and everlasting as love...

On and on it stretches and you become drunk on the wonder of it...

There is ferocity and freedom and no one holds the sea...

You feel lost and you feel found...

You feel the adventure of a world you have never seen...

You long to sail the heavens, gliding down the Milky Way, to the palace of gods...

That is the price we who wander pay...

Never satisfied, never content in who we are...

Always changing like the tide...

Restlessness ever present...

We cannot, we wanderers, be content when there is but a star to follow and a sunset to glimpse...

It is a sense of urgent time that entices those who answer the call of the gypsy...

It is wisdoms fault that we must go, temptress she is, to those who her knowledge seek...

Like a lovers lustful sin, we, gypsies and lost souls, adventure find...

For we are the tide, the wind, the moon and the stars...

We, are the children of ancient times...

We, lost and wayward, are filled with adventure...

We, time keepers and wanderers, are the judges of mens souls...

 

For we alone see the world in its whole...