The Russians

tell me

before a long journey

they sit

mine is the opposite of this

at the end of a long adventure

I need to sit

& wait for all of me to arrive

having left parts

somewhere back there

my soul still out on the road

taking its own time to get here

savoring the mountains

reflecting on the lakes

sky soaring eagles

the soft moan of the tires

so I sit

& wait

until all of me has arrived

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