SEA OF GOLD

fuckingbizarre:

Sea of Gold by Maciej Bartnicki on 500px

 

The sun sets

on glistening sand.

The ground splits open

to reveal a path.

Miles into the distance,

the path continues.

Through the mud,

you trudge.

Sinking into the muck,

you forge ahead.

Roadblocks or rocks

won’t deter you.

A crooked road it may be,

but follow it you must

until the bitter end.

THE JOURNEY

Remember the journey.

Not its end point.

Not its goal.

But the struggle to achieve it.

Look ahead into the distance.

Remember what’s key.

Remember the journey.

For future adventures.

For future battles.

Learn to live by it.

ALL WILL BE GONE

Why are we so far removed from nature?

The moon is distant.

The stars keep their distance.

Trees and grass are retreating from sight.

The ice caps are receding.

Soon all will be memories.

What will be left?

Just us.

THE OCEAN

I love watching the waves.<br /> The ocean stretches as far as the eye could see.<br /> It has been here before my existence,<br /> and it will continue after my existence.<br /> It embodies strength and resistance.<br /> It will continue on despite what<br /> humanity does to it.

I love watching the waves.
The ocean stretches as far as the eye could see.
It has been here before my existence,and it will continue after my existence.

It embodies strength and resistance.

It will continue on despite what

humanity does to it.