When I walk
it is with a desire
and a longing to
remember myself.

When I step
it is with a freedom
to escape and a knowing to return to myself.

When I journey it is with the joy of discovery and an understanding not all I meet will be understood there and then.
But perhaps long after in the quiet nights alone by the fire
realising what I missed in my search
remembering to step out
is to step in, to walk is to be still, to journey is to return.