'Longing to Move'

Oh I long to be on the road again,
to not really know where I'm going
but only where I've come from.
To feel myself growing
with this freedom to follow the sun
To allow myself to be at one,
with the choices my heart makes
in which direction we go.
Oh to have that freedom
to believe and know,
that when we surrender
our voices grow,
when we are more open to change
then we become more engaged
with the natural flow
in moving forward and letting go.
And I still have my roots
wherever I roam,
Because for me this planet
is my one true home.

Notes

This poem is self explanatory really, but our housetruck needs some mechanical work so we are unable to move, Oh but I long too.