The sun was setting, but it was hardly upsetting;
because I have miles to go.
I stop and admire; I trust and aspire.
But I don’t settle and wait; I keep going,
these travels are all I crave.
I don’t have a destination;
I don’t know when I am lost.
I follow the ocean waves and the northern star.
I don’t leave behind anything,
For I take them all along with me as memories.
And I wish this road would never end,
and I wish this sunset remains this mesmerizing.
Because this shadow is writing the story,
the story of my journey.