A deep obsession penetrated his mind, an untamed and deeply rooted passion
A deep obsession penetrated his mind, an untamed and deeply rooted passion,
Not even a twelve-step program could bring him the much-desired relief,
The poet had an incurable addiction, a need for freedom that he couldn't control,
His mind traveled to wild lands, unknown places full of promises.
An unending desire pulled at his soul, like an invisible and insidious magnet,
His boots longed to tread the wild, untouched, and pure ground, untainted by modernity,
He knew he could be torn apart by a grizzly bear and decomposed in the cycle of nature, brought back to wilderness,
But this thought did not scare him; on the contrary, it pushed him to dream further and explore more.
Wild places, the vital oil for his soul, thirsty for discovery and adventure,
Like air and water are for the body, these were essential for his spirit,
No one could understand this burning need, this deep and primordial call,
But the poet knew, for he too was a traveler of the boundless, an explorer of pure feelings.
Alone, I shoulder the sky, a sweet and overwhelming burden of eternal love at the same time,
The wind, the rain, the snow, the ice—they are the harsh but pure serenity of the landscape,
Sunlight, the warm breeze, the desert sand—welcomed friends on the path of wandering,
The gentle dance of the trees, the whispers of the leaves—the pure music that pours into my tired soul.
In the tangled roots in front of the cliff, I find memories of an irrepressible inner strength,
I seek, explore, roam through the hidden places of the world, places filled with mystery and sacredness,
Sanctified memories that guide me in the night, their light showing me the hidden path of life,
...When we go, we leave no trace, and when we live, we find our true place in this world.
In these untamed lands, hidden answers become unknown truths, revealed,
Each step into the unknown is a testament to our free and indomitable spirit,
Our departure is a fleeting shadow before the vast and infinite eternity,
But our life becomes a testament to the endless search, unforgettable and revelatory adventure.
His continuous obsession to find peace in the wilderness was an uninterrupted river of unsatisfied desires,
A wild river carving its way through his heart, leaving deep furrows of profound contemplation behind,
Each unresolved dream was an invitation to adventure, a leap into the fascinating abyss of the unknown,
In those wild places, those like him found themselves, seekers of infinite freedom and purity.
In the untamed places, we find ourselves again, freeing our souls from the chains of deep reality.
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Dan Enache
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