When I travel

When I travel

I find beauty in almost everything


I am at home


The southern smell
Becomes my lullaby


A greater awareness

Of what matters in life
–
A sense of gratitude

Becomes my fellow-traveller


This goes beyond reason


Landscabes disclose

How the consumer lifestyle

Rejects its own existence


It is as though

A certain amount of light

Enters my being

Silently

Whispering


“All you have to do

Is open your heart”



© 2015 Cecilie Glenthøj