SPACE

 

I need the miles to wander. No restrictions. 
Just vastness. Air. The salty kind. 
To walk barefoot. To be somewhere, by the sea. 
No boundaries. Just me. No matter the weather. 
A warm gentle breeze. Or the crashing of natures power. Either is good. 
Here is where I can release the chains. 
Set my mind free. 
Allow my body to flow as it wishes. 
To give all of my senses a free rain. 
To let natures beauty + power humble me. 
Bring me back. 
To let me know. 
I am. I can. I will.