Monday, 27 August 2012

The Greatest Escape

Wherever you go, there you are. 

Sun or stars, shadows or high noon;

The same knowing moon shines on you. 

Whether in Paris or Peru.

You may visit exotic places, meet new faces.

Be a stranger in a strange land, act stranger still;

Chase your passions and dreams,

Run from your heartaches, boredom, troubles, fears, 

But through and through, they know no borders.

Wherever you go, there you are;

Incontrovertibly, you.

Your Grand Getaway, then, my friend,

Is not to Giza, West Ed. Mall or (Insert Desired Destination of the Day, Month, Year)

Here's a hint: it's much nearer.

It's not a vay-kay, but a stay-kay, 

Global in reach, but locally made and consciously grown.

It ain't to Kansas, in "Seven Sleeps,"

Destination: Retirement-Ville,

or Any Other Perceived or Pined-For Utopia.

Your Holiday Haven, 

Your Greatest Escape ... to unshackled freedom, 

Available en momento ("in this very moment" en Espagnol) ...

Is back to

~ Jenn xo

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