The value of the escape
has given my heart a breather
the sharp air lingers in my lungs
and encapsulates me in leisure.
Out here, there is nothing;
vast land and weathered rock.
My soul is free to wiggle,
my toothy smile non-stop.
An other-wordly experience,
of that I am sure,
and with it comes the knowledge
that I am built to endure.
Bloom. 