There is a bit of Gypsy in every one.
That spark of curiosity to see what is over the hill,
or around the corner.
It is not that we don’t like where we are,
We just want to see the other side.
Some will deny this curiosity.
Some will satisfy it through books or film.
Some will give into it a little,
and venture out a short distance.
Others will gather their strength,
find the courage to defy the opposition,
and venture far and wide.
Around every corner,
over every hill.
Driven by an enter need to see what is there.
Our curiosity to see and experience the wonders of this world
drives us down many roads.
Death is our only stop sign.
Even death fuels our curiosity.
Will death free us from the bonds of this world?
Will death allow us to venture
around the stars and over the moon?
We are the Wanderers.