Vagabond

I am one

for they who

met me half way

and left me after

construct a pattern of realization

hence my perception



Seems like it is the only path to be taken

as one wanders into space

I came as who I am

left alone as who I am

there weren't any necessary baggages

only but to be solid like a rock

and light like a feather

as they coexist



If I were to forget on how it is supposed

to feel, or to be rooted

tap my shoulder

tell me about it

I'll listen to your story

just like how it happened yesterday

and then I would have more of a reason

to justify my actions

my existence





* On my plane of window, vagabond happens to be referenced as
1. Mugen
2. New York New York