Idealist; one guided by ideals;

My love of Place is entangled,

entwined; wrapped up

in my self concept.

I cannot stay in London,

I must leave the Place,

the pace, the race.

It will own me; change

and pervert me.

I’ll come back when I am stronger.

–

It is hard to leave a Place you love.

For in loving a Place, you grow.

Self and Place; entwined.

If I tear myself free, what

will I leave behind?

But I am ready to leap, hoping

one day to return; changed

by those other places, loved;

those other selves, discarded.

“I exist, despite you.”

Will I return? One day.

Michael Clay

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INSPIRATION:

“I dreamed so much of walking in the future here

sometimes I seemed to have remembered it.”

- French Poet Louis Aragon.