London Poem: Day 232

6 April

Set in motion,
Everything glitters
In transit, but travel is
Suspended as the carriages
Return to where they began.
But, this is the draw:
To move, to feel anonymous and
The anxious pulse of adventure;
Lost in the pleasing comfort of
Wandering without purpose –
However, it is setting those
Early steps in motion
That always are the most difficult
To get off the ground.

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