Beyond Measure

By the looks of it and feel, I am destined for more, though I do not know where I am headed. 

Like water running down a creek, like the air that is unseen, I have traveled many miles and am expecting many more.

My mind is in a race, nothing to stop me, should I continue and want more, already I am far beyond measure.

Is this freedom, or is this exile? Either way, this is far beyond measure. 

It feels like, a full circle moment.