Wanderling❁: November 2014

My 1st poetry collection, Paper Flowers, is available! See how to get your wild hands on it here .

Hi, lovely human. I'm Faren.

I'm a writer & nomad living in the Pacific NW, sharing how I lose & find myself in nature's embrace & the words I arrange. More about me here.

Thanks for reading & feeling with me. I wish you love, awakening, and ascension in your beautiful life.

For short poems, POC nomad stories, & earthy dreams, follow on Instagram: @faren_wanderer

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Our feet get tired

We walk a road with no end

But you carry me

After all this time

You are still my desire

Aged to perfection

Finally alone

We're burning up the bridges

That would take me home

Strawberries cherries

I can only eat a few

'til I think of you