Through the eyes of a seeker
Published in
2 min readOct 11, 2021
When I looked up and saw the sky through the gaps of the thick forest canopy above me.
I knew I was home.When I heard the sound of the wind rustling against the trees, making it’s presence obvious by showering dried leaves onto me,
I knew I was home.When I felt the cold icy touch of the breeze that wrapped me up in a blanket,
I knew I was home.
