Fruitful journey

I went into the wilderness in search of purpose. I found a stone being a stone, not trying to be a sequoia, or a river, or a cloud. I went into the wilderness thinking that I had no friends, and the wind and the stars called me by name. I went into the wilderness, burdened by the past, afraid of the future , and found the present.

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