It’s freedom.

It’s all your dreams and wishes.

It’s one passport.

We all hope and dream

Of traveling the world one day

Until it actually happens.

It’s a whirlwind of emotions.

It’s running through the airport

About to miss a flight.

But instead, you’re standing on a mountain

Taking a deep breath.

The heart beats slower and slower.

I travel not for accolades,

I travel for me.

Many have questions.

Some will hate me because of it.

Thankfully, that it’s medicine

For my heart and soul.