Find your light.
Whether it be from
Millions of stars
On silent country nights,
Or hundreds of City lights.
Whether it be from
The magnificent moon
Reflecting on waves,
Or the warm sun shining
Through leaves.
It may even be the
Person you hold close
To your heart.
Find it.
Lavish in it.
Dream in it.

I was making my way down
The highway,
Cornfields on both sides of me.
The moon shined even though
It was still day time.
The sky was a light lavender shade
That oozed into a faded blue
Twilight, you could say.
I caught a glimpse of a doe
And her baby
Walking through the endless field.
My mind wandered.
Where did they come from?
Perhaps they came from
Deep in the woods,
Where the birds sang
And the creek bubbles,
The sun seeps through the trees.
Perhaps all the animals got along,
Or maybe,
They came from an open field,
Maybe they had a family,
A buck, a herd,
Possibly even a few more fawns.
Maybe something drove them from there.
Maybe a gun,
Maybe a predator,
Maybe weather.
My mind wandered more,
Where were they going?
Were they looking for somewhere safe?
Or were they only trying to survive?
I wished I could see more of their journey.
I wanted to root them on.
Keep living!
Keep fighting!
Where ever you're off to, keep going!
Then the moment passed,
They were long out of my sight.
I hope they are still alright.
I hope they were alright.

Passenger seat.
Windows down.
Sun in my eyes.
Love sits on my left.
And there's trust
In the breeze.
We create little expeditions,
Until the real freedom comes.
Adventure glints in both set of eyes,
And we long for that day
When the world is completely ours.
As for now,
We walk on the edge of the limits,
Trespassing sometimes.
The wind blows through our hair
The sun gleams in our curious eyes.
One day we will never be apart.
One day adventure will have no limits.
I try not to complain,
For the adventure will always be there,
Paitiently waiting for us.

I have been given
The eyes that
See the world so
Differently than others.
But not blessed
The tongue to
Describe how I experience.
It's almost as if
I see things
Through a lense,
Almost seems as
If life is a beautiful film.
Maybe there is a glitch
In my head.
I see beauty in
The simplest things.
I can see the beauty in
Earth's most
Magnificent creations,
To the point
Where it's almost
Spiritual.
I can feel magic
When my skin
Touches the earth
And the breeze blows
Gently against my body,
Flowing through every
Strand of hair.
I feel extreme bliss
When the sun warms
The surface and
Rain cools it.
When I feel
Mud
Sand
Grass
Moss
Stone
Under my feet,
I feel complete.
I can feel magic
When I'm dancing
In creeks
And
Swimming in natural water.
Swimming.
Beautiful swimming.
When I'm emerged in the water,
I feel free.
The closest I'll ever get to flying.
I can even feel
The magic through my eyes,
As though my eyes
Drink up sights and
Relish in them.
This is a blessing I know,
For I find joy
I've never felt before
When I'm with nature.
This is also a curse,
For I cannot share
It with anyone.
Maybe someone feels
A similar way,
But I don't think anyone truly experiences the same as me.
No one can feel the
Extreme pleasure of
The world the same way I can.
I can't even explain
Well enough for
Anyone to understand.
And this brings me deep sadness.

Darkness
It flows over me
Like shadows
Over the sun

My back
It hurts
Like really bad
Ow
Like seriously
Ow
-Chase Witwiki