Question

poem on benefits of
travelling​

Answer 1

Answer:

Benefits of travelling

Trapped in a cage with golden bars of light

Of ancient habit and direful duties;

Below the water crashed into the bight,

The whispering waves baiting with beauties.

But her shadow lurked around the coast,

Dashing her to the beach like drifting wood.

Preventing her from what she wanted the most

To reach new shores from where she stood.

She wanted to travel and sail the open sea

Beyond the shingle, seaweed and shells

Closer to the horizon where the birds flew free

Or to the arenaceous ground in diving bells.

And coming back to where she started

She found her seaside changed since she has parted.

Or did the widening horizon change her perceiving?

For returning was not the same as never leaving.

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Carina Apr 2018

Journey to happiness

Sometimes you have no reason to stay,

and realize that's a perfect reason to go.

And that taking an entirely new way,

is the only method to grow.

If you're washed-on abeyance's bight,

and you feel decision's heavy heft:

To go to the left where nothing's right,

or the right where nothing's left.

Remember it doesn't matter where you proceed,

or which mountain you want to ascend.

It does not matter whether you succeed,

it is the journey that matters in the end.