Even upon first arriving I can already taste the joy of the cool mountain air. I can smell the truth of all of life as it weaves its way in and out of the trees. I can feel my lungs fill up inside with love from every direction and every source of life. I can
Tag: alive
Nature calls to me Ever so eloquently I’m every birds song She speaks to me Beckoning quietly In whispers on the wind It’s time to come home To feel alive once again