The heart is willful, the mind unruly.
I try to find quiet, but never quite manage it.
I want peace but there is not room to breathe.
Living on campus is fun.
There is a bizarre sense of the constant rush of people.
But, I do miss the gentle walks, the cool wind on my face, the empty path in the woods.
These lift up my entire being,
They remind me I have a soul.
Being cut off from the natural world is like having an umbilical cord cut.
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