adventure calls

I hear it in the shifting breeze and tide receding along the beach,
I hear it in the sun’s warm rays and repetitive radio waves,

I hear it in a journal’s blank pages and the worn dusty footprints of familiar places,
I hear it in my soul, begging to be fulfilled

adventure calls

it calls my lungs to breath new air
it calls my feet on a new path to wear,

it calls to attempt something new,
Aquinoit calls to challenge myself and see colors of a different hue,

I’m seeking new sights, tastes and sounds,
I’m answering the call of adventure,
Going where routine can’t be found.

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