My feet have paced this trail before. My eyes have seen natures beauty. My hands have grasped the loose rock that over-lays the landscape of an unsettled trek. The difference was, this time I was alone, this journey was unfamiliar to my soul.
To journey into the unknown, is to journey to a place where questions cannot be answered but found, for they dwell within the depth of a still soul, beneath emotionalism to a place where sobriety rests.
The journey into the unknown is traveled alone. A place where you hear what you’ve refused to give ear too, and you see what you’ve desired and fought to stay blind too. The unfamiliar and untraveled part of your life is where you hear your answers and glance upon their reflections. The soberity of the soul forces you to ask sobering questions so that self can glance upon the answer, release itself and see what the physical eye cannot know.
The journey into the unknown is a place where fear can no longer hold you. The unknown demands it’s own path, forced to embrace what’s uncomfortable, acceptance of truth demanded because change is waiting to release itself through sobriety of self beckoned by the soul.