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.