Time passes me by, embracing my skin like soft wind, above the sky is empty and stretches in to eternity. As the ocean beckons me to its endless planes, adventure whispers a sweet melody to my ears.
With every step welcomes new beginnings, yet I can’t help but feel lost in every shadow I leave in my wake. An ode to the inner turmoil of my self.
In the space between life and death, alone I wonder. No matter how beautiful a blossom, its time will come, and in its place, will bloom hope.
Enchant your being with beauty, submerge your senses in inspiration and pursue the path that calls for you.
The sun sets casting beams of pinks and oranges, they seduce the clouds, birds sing of life, cicadas screech in the humid air, after every sunset, comes a sunrise, and in between the moon will guide you.