It’s a peculiar feeling
When you leave behind everything you know
And set your sights for new lands
Become a stranger
Different language different customs
But you will find
That in every place
If you keep your eyes and your heart open
You can find fellow travelers
Who may be strangers or may be at home
But who see you
And smile
Because they see something familiar in you
People who will bring you along with them
Until you find your way
Find your home
At least for some time
With the sound of music
Drifting over the cold water
Of the lake under the stars
Beneath Neuchâtel skies.

• Poetry