Where the Wild Things Are

When I run… this is where you’ll find Me…

Where I feel… Free.

Escaping bondage of some sort, some kind of feeling of constraint, something that isn’t Me…

I run… Away from Me…

Far, far, far away… From Her.

Because She is where I go in those dark moments…

So I run, from Her.

I run to the fields…

I run to the trees…

I run to the shorelines… Feel the breeze

I search…

For

Eve.

-       Shanti ♾️