the sound of the sand howling through your hair.
the peace you make with yourself what only lasts for a heartbeat.
the thoughts you endeavor -
the eyeful of mourning -
and that long deep rasping breath...
until you decide that nothing matters except to survive
that next moment within the storm.
we all have our limits. i want you to take care of mine.
wonderful. i love the peacefulness you've captured. in my mind this is a very busy bustling with the off road riding community place (in all its glory good & bad) I love your interpretation of it! it's beautiful.