the beginning

the fire within has ignited and subsided many a time inside her chest. her heart roars with empathy for the world, waiting for the same to return it back to her.

she know it won’t, even though she talks to the moon about her longings every sundown and wishes day in, day out for reciprocation.

not a moment to waste, she must take things into her own hands and run for the hills. to solitude, peace and simplicity. to greet earth mother again after pushing her aside for the longest of times.

the day will come when she is free from her demons. for now, she will pack them up and take them with her as company. that is all she knows. the wanting, the needing, the emptiness.

away she goes, on a journey to ground the roots of her being.