how evasive has fate been with me
now that i have given up what i have in mind
i have become a traveler without a destination
i have no intention of stopping somehow
all these is just a matter of intuition as
i, the passive railing, nailed, and keeps on waiting.
RIC S. BASTASA
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-kind-of-traveler/
