Every journey is taken with one foot in front of the other. By each helping hand you may accomplish something more then you will realize, something priceless. Every step to every drop may lead you a wiser man. As time makes its revolution the numbers prove to be meaning less because am still standing. From the breeze that crosses my path to the sound of ocean near I push forth.
When in the wild it must take your comfort but through it all proves you to be a better man. I cross bodies of water to nothing but a drop. My thirst grows fierce to the point my skin would crack. Miles lead me to where the cold would freeze every drop of liquid. My muscles would clench when ever the bitter moment of air would cross my path. my body began to shake uncontrollably to the point I couldn't keep my jaw still.
A path that death stalks I take my courage and leave my needs.
About Me
- The visual feeling
- I am a current with thee ocean, wind and river. The way of my life is through motion always pushing myself through narrow crawl spaces or an open desert. I let mountains surround me they tower, topple over me like the endless clouds in winters life. I am of a tree and of a rock, because nature to be a village raising children.
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