Outside Within

Susurration of Wind finely Speak
Alight On dewed Skin
In Trek ever Onward
Journy don't End

Sweet Redolence ethereal of Mystery
Felt Shared intercepted Within
We find our peace
Ancient primal Begin

For this We hold Closely
A power Little known
Together hold The secret
Primitive we've Grown

I was thinking about hiking and how it sometimes makes me feel and ended up writing a little poem about it. I haven't written much poetry so don't laugh if you think it sucks. :)