I am a Nomad, Lone traveler on paved streets, I feel the wind whip my hair, The sweet scent of exhaust that pervades the air, The sense of people roaming about me in short clipped thought The earth is turning beneath my feet I feel the expansion of the universe the sinking clarity of ecological structures communities galaxies, the universe. This is my life, this is my world i feel the architecture as our worlds coalesce together ad infinitum humanity at its greatest and worst is you and I together and separate near and far. But yet, I am a Nomad Lone traveler on paved streets I will walk see feel and think for no one is like me.