adventure | mountains in the garden

I seek the adventure. I seek the life

I can smell its waters, see the rising tide.

I can hear the chirping, the subtle but firm cries,

of the life it is birthing, the opening of its eyes.

There is a love in this life, that’s produced nowhere else,

It is only written on the map of the heart of itself.

Joy bursts through like an untamed fire,

It goes to every place, and consumes with its desire.

Thank you for this gift, of life and love

We will forever adventure together,

My heart, from above.

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My name is Ashlyn. I am passionate about learning and sharing thoughts and perspectives.

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