January is International Creativity Month and in honor of that, one of our CF Team Members has decided to write a poem about travelling, and the way that it can change our perspective on life.

I like planes.

Window seats, in particular.

I like to look down at scattered dots

That could be houses and workplaces

I follow moving points

Cars, buses, bikes

Full of full-sized people

And full-sized dreams.

I seek comfort in the knowledge that if

Mountains can be reduced to the size of

My thumb,

And rivers can look like stray hairs

On the back of my winter jacket,

Then the magnificent problems I have

Can also morph into golden dust

Into a fraction of an eyelash

Into the nothingness of time.

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