With one last lingering look
I turn
And leave
The past behind
I turn
And leave
The past behind
I’ve wondered, too
Is this the nature of travel
Or the nature of me
Eyes forward
Movin’ on
Leavin’ all the dust
Behind me
I take a deep breath
Refuse to let this moment pass
Without the appreciation
Every moment deserves
Wishing it
Each time
To be
Different
But looking deeply into the past
Offers no more clarity
Than looking forward