On the way home

The time had come

Snow was melting

Sun was big and warm

The darkness gave way to the light

It was time to go back

To The South

I packed my few belongings

And lifted my little back bag on my shoulders

I was ready

I gave a last longing look

To the three mountains

I would miss them

A small red bubble

Was standing on my cabin's front door

What the heck?

Next to the bubble was standing Jeti

He glanced me shyly

"I want to come with you."

I smiled

Leaving Jeti here

Would had been the hardest thing to do

As it turned out

The red bubble was some kind of a vehicle

We stuffed our self in

And started rolling south

On the way

We could see

The summer coming

Faster and faster

Like a one whole season

Just winding past us

The moment was ours

Our own little road trip

We enjoyed the way

and stopped for any wonder

Like for The Dancing Swan

Though Jeti said

That it probably just had fleas

But I wanted to believe

It was dancing for The Lady Spring

"There is a canyon on the left."

"Where?!"

"I dunno. The sign just said 'a canyon on the left'."

It was called

The WallMountain's Canyon

And  in the evening gloom
It was pretty amazing

Loving high places
I was thrilled
On the edge of the canyon
Jeti was uneasy
He had sometimes started to fear for me

At the bottom of the canyon
Was really dark
You could feel the big stone walls above you
The air was heavy and moist
I wanted back up
Where I could feel light again

Jeti liked it here
He found some comfort
From the darkness and the big walls around him
We felt like the fairy and the troll
From the children song

Arrival to The South
Didn't feel like coming home
I wondered
If I had never really felt
Like home here

'Home is were your heart is'
They say
And from many crossroads
I have been in my life
Many beautiful souls
Still carries a peaces of my heart
With them
I always feel like home

I glanced at Jeti
And I knew
In his white soft fur
I would make my home now

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