Sometimes I go for a walk without myself
not really alone but beyond the self
I let the fresh air fill my lungs
at the same time the windchime rung
Connected to the sound
I felt my heart pound
I noticed the crickets chants
as the trees started to dance
Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 11:25 AM UTC
Sometimes I go for a walk without myself
not really alone but beyond the self
I let the fresh air fill my lungs
at the same time the windchime rung
Connected to the sound
I felt my heart pound
I noticed the crickets chants
as the trees started to dance
