journal Entry, Writing Is Life

Home In The Woods

Finally I can breath and this is what happy feels like...

poetry, Travel, Writing Is Life

I Live For The Tree

In The Trees You'll find me in the trees. It's the perfect hiding place for me. You'll find me under the canopy, where I can finally breathe. and lose myself so carefree. You'll find me there in the trees. My journey has began and all the lessons now my wisdom... Just like the ancient… Continue reading I Live For The Tree