The travel start when we appeared in this planet, coming I don't know where and bringing in the skin a special smell, a smell from cosmos.. maybe!!! The first scream, a crying, a groan. After learning smile, talk, walk, run, at last.. The travel only beginning. Give for us the light. We travel by the light and too by shade, travel in the sounds, in the movements, colors and shapes, in the figure, in the subconscious, ignorance, ignorance, learning, wisdom.. Let's hope so in the full conscience. We travel. The way can to be long or short. Can have all time of the world or the time can to turn back. Travel all over long ways, clears ways, flowers ways, small ways, road ways or mud ways. Stuck in the mud. We overtune. Can show help or not. Maybe departure good, maybe injured or only scratches..Travel..by the green valley from end of world or only in the week-ends, or by yard from home or sitting in the porch. Even so we travel. Alone, with lovers or friends, with ghosts.. happy or sad, dreamers, disillusioned, anxious, puzzled. With baggage , with excess, without nothing, without scarf and documents. To get a ride, on foot or airplane. Travel doesn't matter how, doesn't matter the mode, neither the route, neither distances, neither the delays, neither the certainties, neither to be sleeping or stay up. Travel, travel ever always while have life, because the life is the travel and the landscape is all in around. The death? Maybe are only one connection. " FOR TO TRAVEL ENOUGH TO EXIST". think in the travel , and try discovery me .... samadhi.