Boundless

 

North Loop trail

 

We must always be bound somewhere.

Bound for adventure or bound for glory.

In the great wide world,

Your own back yard,

Your mind and spirit.

We must always be bound for somewhere,

Otherwise, we are simply

Bound.

 

-Chuy

About Pazlo

Armchair Zen Master, poet, father, husband, fisherman, grandfather, brother, naturalist, son, birdwatcher, uncle, collector of old things, dog person, human.
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