cold. crisp. sunlight.
open spaces.
unbridled.
weightless...
thoughts running
silent.
it is enough
just to feel myself breathing.
it would be nice if i could bottle moments like these up to keep on reserve when the chaos and noise strike- because it is inevitable. i think i am destined to find my life in the country and off the beaten path. i've decided my soul needs it. i dream of a house on some land where i can always have quite open spaces to call my own... preferably with mountains on the horizon.
for now i will have to 'borrow' whatever i can find...
what a photo
ReplyDeleteamazing how 2 places at the same time can be so different.
you are coming alive, and sound so amy in your writing, how nice to hear that voice.
I am with you, there is beauty to be found if you have eyes to see.
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