Maybe life is like exploring a new place
the museums
the shops
the cafes
the restaurants
the bars
the parks
the mountains
the beaches
the attractions
the clubs
the spas
the wineries
the alleys
the busy streets
the tourist traps
the obscure local dives
the photo ops
the accidental finds
the fancy
the mundane
the well-trodden path
the rough terrain
the sweet
the sour
and the like
the trending
the forgotten
the bizarre
up
down
left
and right
the sunset
and the morning light
so much to see
and smell
and taste
to take in
to experience
to revel in
to grace.
and then
…
your face. a memory of long ago it has always been you I’ve longed to explore. in out and all the way through. new vistas new landscapes a sacred vision come true.
this is bliss.