In the canyon.
I wonder as I wandered alone, the heat a blanket, the sand falling away beneath my soles, my soul. I feel like Sisyphus, getting nowhere, my arms aching. Photos: Miniature canyons in Mallacoota, Victoria.
I wonder as I wandered alone, the heat a blanket, the sand falling away beneath my soles, my soul. I feel like Sisyphus, getting nowhere, my arms aching. Photos: Miniature canyons in Mallacoota, Victoria.
“Friend what is it that you seek What is it that you try to find Someday I hope you realized It shined in you all the time. Hills to climb, sights to see, seas to cross, Friends to make, hands to shake, the world is yours, Foods to taste, sounds to hear, love to feel, […]
