from the desert

I. Sometimes all we need is a moment alone in an isolated place to realize what we have, what we had and who we are: who we've always been. The world will speak to you when you're in isolation: life willl show you truth and faith and light. And in a moment alone, the world is yours: inspiration runs free, touching every section of skin exposed and available. In a simple section of the world, different than what you're used to, nature will touch you and lead you toward the truest truth you've ever known.

II. Some parts of me are still finding themselves. Some parts of me find comfort in the wind at the coast, the waves of salt washing upon millions of grains of sand, getting lost as the wind sweeps the sand across tiny landscapes of coastline. Other parts of me could live forever sitting in front of the river, watching as I sit on that same bench, as the clouds sweep across the gray-white-lined sky and the waves splash against themselves until satisfied. Though still, some parts of me still long for the desert, that home that stretched for unkown miles, tents and camels lining horizons, the sun hotter than Hell itself, but soothing in all the same likeness. The sand sweeping dunes out of thin air and feeling the too-hot sand under my feet. It's where I grew up, it's who I was and always is going to be a part of me. Some parts of me are found. Some, yet others, are still hidden inside waiting to live again.

III. It can only take a simple thing to make you realize where you came from. No one can take that away from you. No one can change the way you felt standing on the dunes of your life, your world: the only you knew. It only takes a second to show you who you were and to realize: you'll always be that person, you might just need a little inspiration to get your heart back to where it began.