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.