Wanderlust

Let go of your maps

And walk with me

Down this road

Whose name I do not know,

And smile

At the laughter that pours out

Of glowing windows.

Stand still,

Here in the middle of the city square,

And watch as people

Go to and fro,

Giggle

At the puffs of smoke

That emerge

As you breathe –

You’re alive!

Take a train to a stop,

With an intriguing name

Talk

To the lady

On the seat next to yours.

Strain

To make sense

Of syllables

As garbled as your thoughts.

Smile

At a stranger

And duck into alleys

That look like

they belong in the movies.

Feel the cobblestones

Under your feet

Let

Wanderlust

Take you where

He may

Come with me,

As I explore this city –

And I will show you

What it means,

To be free