Scrolling through
the images on my phone
It’s hard to believe it’s over
This trip I made alone
Although there’s only me
In the pictures that I see
There are so many signs of love
And guidance from above
Screenshots of repeating numbers
Feathers I have found
Magical moments spent
on this ancient sacred ground
As I scroll back into time
My gratitude grows
For this woman I’ve become
shaped by highs and lows
By choosing this adventure
I found healing in my tears
I have not just traveled landscapes
also frontiers of my inner spheres
So as I turn off my phone
In my heart the adventure stays
This journey left its mark
In so many different ways