Everyone needs an anchor But what if you’re free? A nomad strolling through life An eagle soaring through the sky The wind keeps me grounded It shows me where to go High on the hill nature surrounds me I see where I am needed I go I explore I learn I help …
Category: Poetry
Desolate Beauty
Flat Empty As far as the horizon reaches I can see Alone I stand A disturbance in the field of nature It’s as if humans weren’t meant to find you I hear the waves A distant sound beckoning I walk and I walk till I reach Standing by the lapping waters I’m overwhelmed …
Giftie Speaks 