The Wandering Soul
Take that first step, for in it begins an adventure. Leave the maps behind. Let your restless heart wander, tracing paths unknown, drifting gently toward the unseen. Follow where it leads. Through winding bends, along gurgling streams, over steep inclines. Across rugged trails and stony climbs, where the earth feels raw and alive. Brave the hush of falling snow, stand steady against the biting winds. For in that wild surrender, you will be beautifully lost. You need to remember that you are safe. The ropes and harness are holding your fears at bay. You are moving, and always moving forward. Pause if your soul asks for some stillness. Build a small camp beneath the dark skies, spark a fire and let the cold mountain air seep into your soul in silence. But do not linger too long, for the climb is calling. You still have work to do, learn the language of stone and wind. You need to keep moving, rise higher until the summits greet you. And on the way you are going to be awed by valleys...