To belong anywhere but home

To belong anywhere but home…
Absolute liberation from what keeps you hanging where ever you once were, who ever you once was. Feeling the nomad within so strong, that it pushes you out of your being with all its greatness. Getting lost to be found- they say- what a peaceful saying.
Souls like us happen to wander so often, yet miles apart from what they are looking for. As if there is a connection to be discovered, out there or within. The long winding roads leading from one to another, take us from one thought to another-whatever stuck in there is released. Just like the wanderers we encounter along the way, they help you see and breath and live with lust.
For all souls that are evergreen. Get lost, stay fresh ✌🏻️