an entreaty before departure
It is almost time to go.
Someday is, in fact, today.
Time for departures and changes and brave new worlds.
New sights and new sounds, new dreams and new shoes.
Write yourself a note, to remember who you are.
(It’s an easier thing to forget than you’d imagine.)
Put your tray table in whatever position suits your fancy.
Make sure you know where your towel is.
Hold your breath, make a wish, and off you go.
In search of elusive delights.
About flax-golden tales. Photo by Carey Farrell. Text by Erin Morgenstern.