The Wanderlust Earrings l Small bib necklace But the remotest Star—

But the remotest Star—

where a single object

Sometimes it seems surreal

Perfectly finished matte patina

As white as a ghostly face as it appears

The Wanderlust Earrings l Small bib necklace But the remotest Star—"Desire to Travel" A Wanderlust Poem ( Alyssa Scheidemann) Unlock and open my skyway gate Burst through it like a caged swallow, Caroling along to the hum of my own song, To wherever the winds go, my wings follow. I'll travel to the ends of the Earth; Climb castles to the whipped cream clouds, Comb the sands of the islands, And fly high to any earthy mounds. Temporarily grounded to the home nest Go ahead, unlock the skyway gate Of this swallow's cage