Poetry, Nature, Questioning Existence
The Vanishing
Lost in the engulfing creep of wildness
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3 min readApr 7, 2023
It changes you, somehow, the taste of the wild,
the touch of the raw wet air against your skin,
the scent of moss and decaying things,
the instinctive tinge of fear in your belly,
the loss of oneself into something bigger,
the vanishing.
