Road Runner

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I recognize spring has come by the swans arriving to the local lake.
I know nature has woken up by the noises they make.
When they land on the lake, they seem happy.
And the lake seems to love them.

Nature loves its own road runners from far away.
Road runners miss the beauty of nature for the long winter time.
They fly over the Himalai mountain every year,
And feel loved after a long trip.

There is one tough road runner who travels around,
From Asia to Europe, in the end landed in America.
He never feels filled by mother nature or a partner swan,
But he gets recharged by what he expierences.

Alone swan hits the road by himself,
To look for happiness in the other world.
Alone swan runs on the road of the world,
To discover the beauty of mother nature everywhere.

When is the time to settle down?
How long is research going to take?
These questions are out of his mind.
That keeps him travelling out the world.

Now he is on the way to new lands,
Motherland of Africa and far land of Australia.
Nothing to expect but to expierence,
Is the best motto he's got.

So, does he run the road.
So, does he run away from the road.


Sukhee,