I went on a nature walk
with no idea,
no preparation,
only to take some pictures.
At a certain point
I got lost
with no phone
no one but me,
my thoughts,
and the layers of
cold sunken through.
I had no idea where I was,
only faith that I would get out
at some point
if I kept going.
I forgot everything
except this poem, my camera, and my next step.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 5:13 PM UTC
I went on a nature walk
with no idea,
no preparation,
only to take some pictures.
At a certain point
I got lost
with no phone
no one but me,
my thoughts,
and the layers of
cold sunken through.
I had no idea where I was,
only faith that I would get out
at some point
if I kept going.
I forgot everything
except this poem, my camera, and my next step.
