Trust the Journey

Erasing words from Pico Iyer's Why We Travel

We travel

Initially
To Lose
To Find
Ourselves

Bring what little we can
Find young fools
Again
Slow time
Fall in love
Once more

Open solitudes
Aimlessness
Moral holiday
Of pure hazard

Taste
Be compelled
Work desperately
For a moment

Crooked angle
Whirls around
Provisional and provincial
Rescuing the humanity of places
Saving from abstraction

Saved from abstraction ourselves
Learning how to import
Export
Dreams with tenderness

Shows the parts
That grow rusty

Travel to moods
To states of mind
Hidden inward passages

Uncanny quietude
Emptiness of vast and treeless world
Tap myself
Generally obscured by chatter
Routine

In search of self
Anonymity
Finding one
We apprehend the other

Stay up late
Follow impulse
Ourselves wide open
Without past
Future
Up for grabs
Open to interpretation
Never goes so far
When he doesn’t know where
He is going

Surrounding ourselves
As in childhood
With what we cannot understand
Simplified
Not with expressing
But making sense

Quest for the unknowing
An innocent eye
Monasticism on the move

Disruption
Emancipation from circumstance
Not in search of answer
but of better questions

Every true love affair
Like a journey
To a foreign country
Can’t speak the language
Don’t know where
Pulled deeper
Inviting darkness
Puzzling who you are
Whom you’ve fallen
Terror
Wonder

Objects of speculation
Even desire
Exotic

Comic props
Oddities in anecdotes
Bizarre objets trouves
Meeting of realities
Mating of illusions

Quicken dreams
Match-make with illusion

Optimists abroad
Pessimists at home
Chose to find something to admire

Ecstasy ex-stasis
When we’re not stationary

First days of a new Empire

Challenges
Essential notions of family
Community
Loyalty

All significant movement
Internal

Voyage into subjective
The imagination
An ineffable compound
What’s really there
What’s only in him

Conspiracy of perception
Invent the places
Carry within us
Wonders we seek
Without us

Parallel journey
Steps of pilgrimage
Metaphysical steps of questioning

The most distant shores
We are constantly reminded
Lie within
The person asleep at our side

Mobile
Awake
Turning as often as possible
From familiar
To unfamiliar
Great apostles of open eyes
Wakefulness
Heightened state
Mindful
Receptive
Undimmed
Ready to be transfomed