A foot out the door,
A lingering glance,
A final farewell to all I know.

A pipe in my hand,
A cloak on my back,
A quick glance ‘round before I go.

Turn to face the sunrise,
Lifting my face to the morning beauty.
Stepping into the morning dew,
Setting out on an unknown path,
A melody flowing from my mind.

New places, new faces,
A silent nod to every stranger.