Whispers of a Hidden Path

Sometimes I wonder if the breeze carrying the leaves up the mountain is trying to tell me something.
It's funny how a simple gust can turn into a story of distant places and forgotten dreams.
Even in this busy life, those fleeting moments of wind remind me that there's still so much beyond my reach, so many adventures I haven't yet dared to pursue.
Sitting here, just listening, feels like I’m briefly transported to somewhere else—somewhere wild and free.