Rambled hills



I return again

to hills rambled

by wild animals

and curious humans.

Trails lead to picturesque views,

wild flowers,


and dirt worn trails.

It is said to follow

your own Path,

if you can discern

what that is.


I take what I need

to feed my inner being,

one unseen by this world.

It is here where

my heart opens,

meeting my private world

intertwining my Faith.

Living Intentionally


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