On the call

the adventure that calls to my bones is in the air i breathe;

it calls from no one place but thrills my blood when I inhale,
laced into my lungs is the quickened footstep of one out to find it,
I am all caught breath and discovery waiting to turn the final corner.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.