you’re wandering through forests and mountains

like a restless soul

without them life is ordinary

—

you find meaning in being into the wild

withdrawing yourself from the pale world

only then life is running through your veins

like an overflowing river

only there you see clarity in all things around you

—

by immersing yourself in wilderness

there’s no place for fakeness

the wild has no sympathy for lies

—

that sensation you feel

when you encounter

a wild animal’s soul

you know in her spirit

you find a piece

of your true self

 

 

 

 

photocredits: konsta punkka