Jul 27, 2019
Sometimes I lose myself in everything. Stars, candlelight flickering, fresh blackberries, and rustling leaves. The touch of cool bubbling streams and the sounds of the mountain; the peace of it all is captivating.
The mystery of the mountain path calls to me. Waterfalls beat down a cascading rhythm. All around me birds twitter and in the distance deer observe my clumsy steps. Wandering, each step a new, beautiful nature ever-changing.
I am full of hopeless longing and aspirations; nature my beloved muse.
