Everything surrounding me seems so cozy..

The wind that’s blowing,

I swear it chose me,

The whispers from it I hear,

Gives me familiarity and cheer.

Backpack on my back, sneakers soggy,

Cellphone reception nonexistent,

Friends and family in a distance.

This is my breakaway,

No one can call me..

living off the land,

I don’t need a helping hand.

The persistence I have to be a better me,

I feel like there’s a lot of me to retrieve,

So on my solo journey I continue to live free

Embarking on the little things,

I hear the birds above me, and they sing

So I sing along with them,

The most beautiful muse, is peace.

Tonight I will build my tent in the forest, while others worry about who is the poorest.

I have everything I need. Nature and me.