she’s come a long way
gone are the days of isolation
girl in a forest
throwing caution to the wind,
with battle lines drawn
her hands and feet worn,
the wilderness in her heart
pacified by her first born,
over oceans
navigating the non-familiar,
I often think of her,
from the islands of Galapagos,
to the peaks of the highest summit,
how can we ever be strangers
with a tapestry of history
stitched so perfectly,
I’ll love you eternally,
I’ve come a long way,
my life – imperfectly travelled,
gone are the days of isolation,
boy in the forest,
throwing caution to the wind
with battle lines drawn,
his hands and feet worn
the wilderness in his heart
pacified by her first born
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