Megan (jehoshabeath) wrote,
Megan
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Through Tierra del Fuego and to...

The past year, I have felt like a clipper racing through the straights of Tierra del Fuego. Yes, canvas let loose and flying past the rocks, darting between the shores of fire. Danger. Danger is there. Yet, the faster we fly, the faster we are free.

"You don't have to speak/I feel/Emotional landscapes
You push me up to this : State of emergency : How beautiful to be"

I wonder, though, once my ship finally spills into the great Pacific, the great peaceful sea, what will it find?
What wonders lie beyond the edge of the known world?
What new horizons will be seen?
What new languages will be heard?
What new food tasted?

Life is an adventure.

And I rush into the unknown with excitement!
Tags: path, travel
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