Before everything went to hell, the last place I did roam
was the former center of the world, where all roads lead, that’s Rome.
I went for less than two weeks. ‘Twas transformational.
It hadn’t been long since I’d traveled recreational (ly)
for a couple months before I’d been off to Belize.
The two trips you could not compare. You just would not believe.
One trip was a flick of the wrist. The other a full body dive.
The first trip was one I’d survive. The second was one where I thrived.

Rome was where I wanted to be. Rome is where I’ll return.
It is the location where my soul forever yearns.
(it is the location where my soul forever yearns)

I wrote about it faithfully. I dream about it still.
I long to be back in that land. It may be I always will.
I’ll only know until the point I reach the Appian Way
and then when I have stepped on it, I’ll be able to say.
My decision will be clear when I’ve returned to Rome
perhaps I will be able to call Italia my home.
Until then I will think of her, the City of Seven Hills
and have the videos I took, as well as all the stills.

To Rome I will return someday. It’s Rome where I wish to be.
It is surely the most amazingly glorious city!