Traveling alone, again!

Being alone,
even amongst people,
and nothing of what is happening around,
their talks, noises,
nothing of it affects
the joy, the peacefulness..
What is it about this wandering alone?
No worries,
no past or future..
Everything just flows,
like gliding through the air
Is this how the birds fly
gliding in the air, effortlessly?
What does it matter what’s happening around,
when you are drowning in the ocean of peace..
What does it matter what others think or say,
when you are gliding through the air, effortlessly, without resistance..
What does anything matter at all,
when you let the life flow and let it guide you to places unknown..

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