To Asheville

[easykarma]

 Georgia raindrops hit my hands at 80. Pushing in through my nostrils is the solemn smell of fresh moisture. Borrowed, broughten, mountain time. Falling, trailing the splashing earth slimey beneath my treading aching beating heart. Earth smelt, life spelt. Had birthed a beauty. I am greatful , I am holy, I am holy. Rock climbed, softely breathed

Comments

[herandshe]

you + me = we weeeeee weeeeee!! scaling mountains with our toes towards the sky and our hearts in the rocks. up up up down up. splat back to florida pavement stick.

(going to the woods now. intentionally forgetting the bread crumbs)

[supspirit]

I was going to go there on my way up north, but I went east instead of west from Charlotte. Oops.

[easykarma]

Well you should consider visiting there sometime it's beautiful!