Leave is like time.

Time,

if you ask me about it, I don't know.

If you don't ask me about it, I know.

Traveling is a subtle thing for me like time.

Something intemporel, a meditation.

Travel can be a poem or full poems

or a painting.

An artefact built by a craftsman or imagined by an artist.

Travel is a breath, a respiration. It fulfills, satisfies all inside your body.