awakening

hibernating


in familiar patterns,



and accustomed landscapes.

together we fly

across these old stomping grounds



to drum beats,



ancient,



strong,



and fresh.



savoring



and transcending,



traipsing




across the boundaries


of the trodden



into the unknown.



i have awoken. with a fresh new view.


(thank you starling, for a day of edventuring;))
jj