On an uncertain journey, I am far ahead.

If you let your soul wander around, it finds its way back. It always does.

I imagine mine left behind at some bus stop, playing with the strays, looking into the eyes of people in search of innocence.

While my mind is on a bus, on a journey with no direction. And every time I decide to get off at the next stop, I take one step down, and two back up.

I have forgotten how to stop at places, and now I barely reach home.

My soul still waits at the stop, and every time someone approaches, it turns around and walks further.

A part of me loves to count each step and the other likes rushing to the end. An end, that’s beyond my reach.

I may not know where I’m headed, but my soul even through distance is aware of my trails. On an uncertain journey, I am far ahead.

Far ahead, yet behind.

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