Poems from a solo bike-packing journey around the Scottish Highlands and the Orkney Islands

I want to leave this world behind, jump on a bike, go on a journey without others, dive deep into the self, and let the weight of my human identity dissolve into the wind. In the wilderness, I see my emotions floating in silence, and I repaint them with my own colour. I hear the purpose of my life defined by others washed away in the rivers, and I rewrite them with my own melody. I taste the bitterness of my history while I bury my sorrows under the pink-coloured beach on a remote island. My past and future end in the pouring rain while I merge my soul with the spirit of the sky creatures. Then I know what it means to be free...