Wilding …

My bare feet on

the cool grass

Walking away in

the moonlight

Feeling renewed…

recharged…

free…

 

Some call it

wilding

that connection

of bare feet

with the earth

 

I call it walking

away and never

looking back

 

Original Poetry ©2015
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie