Where is the boundary of this human separation
At what point does the fence crumble and turn to dust in the tall grasses
I can sometimes feel it’s limits in the wide expanse of inner silence
But every time I open my eyes it still seems to stretch to the furthest hori...
When we take the time to focus on the simple beauty in life and remember to record our feelings when immersed in those spaces, we are simultaneously creating a road map that can lead us back there in the future.