Alone now I am found I found my guidance looking back at you And now that we’re bound Souls meet as you look out in front of you The sky opens up Loves brushes me as it goes around Fear is moving on As the void surrounding close down I’ve…

Would you get back to me. I see forth unwillingly. We strangers like two foreigners We don’t know what is hitting us, And suddenly The world turns around and around you see husks filled with insecurity without a mime without a spine, without a mime without a spine. Feed mee …

Hi there, this is a short excerpt of a poem inspired by a phenomenon called ‘slowbalisation’, essentially it means a slowed down or even reversed globalisation. This is part 17 of 17 of the ‘My Life, A Canvas’ Poem. For further info, link in the bio. — - Less travel…