(Forest walk in Gundsømagle, Roskilde, Denmark)
Through the woods, my trail does wind,
It twists and turns - To seek and strive.
Embracing changes & uncertainty.
Beneath the trees,
Leaves rustling,
Wind whispers!
Echo my fears, hopes, and dreams...
I may fall or slip from the trail, but rise again,
And, in each step,
I find my solace 'In nature's arms' 😊
And, I walk on, with head held high.
How & Where it go - 'No clues'
