COURSE OF FAMILIARITY

What happens with departure?

Would circumstances prevail ?

Why does it question so?

Will the heart stay, say no ?

Perhaps it is much to ask?

Perhaps to ask itself is wrong?

but the absence is loud

and the silence unwilling to move on

Who rolls the dice and trips fate

as northern lights migrate ?

Who stops the flood or pours the rain

from a teapot of plenty, now empty ?

Where will travel's wings take you ?

A flight on a hot air balloon?

And as you ascend the high ridged trail 

with adventure unhinged, unchained

The needle turns and occasionally jumps

on the record stuck in repeat, stuck in loop

waiting for the tread displaced from reality

to return to the course of familiarity