the sounds of the mountain flow through me like the blood in my veins. being one with nature is an indescribable feeling. letting the world shape you with its colorful energy.
the sounds of life are whispering and singing secrets to the wind. ones only understood with reflection, if at all. the cool grass tickles between my toes as I step forward into the realm of truth.
truth I can’t comprehend with my mess of a mind. the breeze fights against my bare shoulders. my mind has wandered to where it is now. believing means nothing without knowledge. knowledge is everything.