Travelling without moving

I traveled the world 

As a young man 

Since you were born 

I have traveled with out moving 

You are a world 

And I am your satellite

The sun and the moon 

And the stars ours 

To gaze upon and wonder 

My mothers mannerisms live with in you

Though you never  met

The light that’s inside you 

Is her light transmitted into the future 

Your Curiosity

Was born from me 

The urge to see what’s over the next mountain 

Or sit and draw on the living room floor 

There is a future beyond us all

We are but a fugue in the cosmic symphony

A work which started long before our birth 

And continues with our individual stage exits 

In our travels 

We grow 

And experience 

In our experience return to the light 

We lay down are burdens

Ready for the next generation to travel further 

Reach higher 

Or simply travel with out moving 

The world is born each day a new within the dawn

And with it  each soul that has the spark of curiosity with in it 

Adam did not fall with biting the apple

But elevated our race in consciousness

I believe this a myth 

But still

Our consciousness is a gift

A lantern in the darkness 

A spirit that does persist