R E S T

With a constant fire burning inside of me…My desires, my dreams and my aspiration all sail in the wind like the lightest of feathers. Always in search of the next place to rest. A place to find a moments peace.

But never fully settling. Never staying in one place for too long.

The storms and winds beat against me. Clashing and beating me against the obstacles we find along the way.

After the long journey I find myself a little more worn, tattered and beaten.

But still…I find myself.
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