Free your soul like fog floating above the horizon…
We worry without
our clear line of sight.
Fog is free
to transcend earthly toil,
transpire in trees
and transfuse light.
Not just live and let live, but live and help live
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depth of soul is not measured in number and like the fog we are in our essence born in freedom – it’s when we abandon the realm of the heart and get stuck in our heads, willingly enchanted by our own cleverness that “we worry without our clear line of sight” – we need to strive for both heart and mind in all our doing…
Thank you for your wise words, DN! I agree with you. The mind is turned to mush without the heart pumping pathos into our senses. We do not place enough trust in the universe and are too busy fumbling with petty toils, limiting our full potentials. We are meant to drift and become one with our soul in the moment. Our purpose is not planned on a map because the course we chart has transcended the earth, our trails laced in star dust transversing through the universe. Hope you are having a wonderful weekend, my friend, and keep up the excellent photography and musings on your blog!
Cheers,
Tyler 🙂