Lead Me Out

Two directions have caught my attention.

I keep saying that geography doesn't matter, but my heart does have a preference.

Snow, pines, rivers, valleys, and/or the sea was always my dream.

I have always bet that deserts, canyons, and shrubs were a sight to behold, and there is just as much longing for the hope I possess as where I have always dreamt.

But I cannot live there...or so I thought.

The vastness calls to me.

Not my will, but yours be done.

As a wise woman once declared, you know the address.