Wild
There is something so enriching in the unknown.
Something so immersive in the void.
Whispers that seem heightened.
Shadows that seem to tell a story.
The wilderness is a mindset.
An addiction to the woodsy smells.
More tangled with each step.
I am learning to draw with my footprints.
In case I become a part of the mystery.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2022
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