There came a time for me when I just wanted to be. No obligations, no restrictions, no expectations. Just be me. That’s when I left. I didn’t know where or for how long. Time should no longer be a factor. My destination? I didn’t have any
In a land I did not know,
The path led me up and up,
Each step released my weight
The air was weightless clear.
I breathed deep and free
The sky was blue as the ocean
In a land I did not know.
The path led me up and up.
The air was crisp and clean, and I could hear the sounds of birds chirping and streams flowing. I felt a sense of calm wash over me, like a weight was being lifted from my shoulders.
My backpack filled with food, water, and camping gear. The trail wound its way through the forest, and I was soon surrounded by towering trees. The sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor. I breathed in the fresh air, feeling alive and invigorated.
A few days later, I saw the spot where I wished to remain, The soil’s crimson bind me and fast kept me there.I had finally reached my destination. The world seemed to stretch out endlessly before me. I felt a sense of accomplishment, knowing that I had done it.
I spent the next weeks exploring the mountain, hiking to different peaks, swimming in hidden lakes, and basking in the sun’s warmth. I felt a sense of peace and tranquility that I had never experienced before.
One night I came upon a storm. The sky darkened, and the wind began to howl. I took shelter under a large tree, watching as the lightning danced across the sky. The rain came down in sheets, and I could feel the electricity of the storm coursing through my veins.
I was afraid at first, but then I realized that I was safe. I was surrounded by nature, and I felt a sense of connection to the storm that I had never felt before.
I get out of my Clouthes I closed my eyes and let the rain wash over me, dance into feeling the power and beauty of the storm.
When the storm was over, I emerged from my shelter feeling refreshed. The air was clean and crisp, and the sun was shining brightly.
As the days turned into weeks, I lost track of time. The seasons changed, and the mountains transformed around me.
The summer came. I felt a surge of energy and decided to take a swim in the lake at the base of the waterfall. The water was cold and refreshing, and I swam for hours, feeling weightless and free.
The waterfall cascaded down around me, and I let the water wash over my face. I felt a sense of peace and tranquility that I had never experienced before.
At night I no longer slept in my tent, but under the stars. The moon with its soft light warmed me. With a gentle hug he lulled me to sleep.
The leaves turned red and orange, and then they fell to the ground, leaving the trees bare and skeletal.
The first snow fell, and the mountains were covered in a blanket of white.
I knew that it was time to go home. I was sad to leave the mountains, but I was also grateful for the experience.
I packed up my things and said goodbye to the mountains. I knew that I would never forget this place.
My dream ends, but i have became power for the next day. And i can every night get back. Now i have found the real place.