seeing the world

Two Nomads traveling with Calliope, Thalia, and Urania

“Loooooook! We’re in Innnn-deeee-ah!”

Calliope swivels her head.

Henrietta naps.
The percolator’s light is lit.
A confused muse sits on a familiar stool… legs under a familiar granite countertop.

“Vicariously — ,” Nia clarifies, “— in India. Ilene is sporting her 3musesmerge tee on her travels.

“I see…” Cal studies today’s image. “… we see the world through different eyes because… our friend takes us with her.”

There are no foreign lands.
It is the traveler only who is foreign.
~Robert Louis Stevenson