Knight of the Road

= Day 9 =

In the morning I went to Sochi Park, and after the park I swam in the sea. Finally made it to the water.

It had been dark for a long time already, the weather was calm, there was no wind at all. The sky was beautiful, even if not starry, and the atmosphere itself invited reflection. Tomorrow I won’t be here anymore, and at some point I noticed the accompanying notes of farewell.

Knight of the road – Nothing can Bind his will;

All that clings, Turns to dust, Grows over with moss;

There is nothing, All he has – Is audacity and faith;

Lights have lit up On the horizon – He is true to the path…