When a train follow the waterline of a big lake or the sea, you sometimes feel as if the world is divided in two. On the right side of the train all is unchanged, the taiga provides no variation and you feel the calm of almost being stationary. On the other side, the train is gripping to the edge of water, you see the horizon, and being on the edge between safety and infinity, you realize that these are just the choice of any adventurer. My eyes trace the horizon, and I long for the unknown there beyond.
On the edge to the unknown I feel the longing for an eagle’s wings
Today the prompt in Carpe Diem is Ulan-Ude. On it’s way we have passed the lake Baikal and I thought a little bit of the feeling how it is to travel on the edge of a large water.
Janauary 19 2014