Trust

As he holds me close I melt into his arms. I lay a vulnerable being, in complete trust, I let go. I feel his hands on my shoulders, I feel his breath on my neck. I surrender. I stop worrying about trying to be perfect, I stop trying to control, I let go. I gain the courage to show my authentic self as he whispers in my ear "everything is going to be ok". 

My Backpack

If my backpack would talk 

It would tell a different story than me 

It would speak of a journey

Traversing land and sea

It would share a different perspective 

Creating another reality 

Making sure I remember 

Not everything is as it seems

We've been to the same places 

India, China, Greenland & more 

We've met a lot of people 

Seeing love is always at their core 

I share a connection with my backpack 

It is my best traveling friend 

We see each other through adventures 

Good and bad, start to end 

I know it's looking out for me 

I know it's got my back 

It is my travel guardian 

It's not just some old sack 

If my backpack could really talk 

It would tell me a thing or two 

It would tell me "love with an open heart

It doesn't matter who 

We may speak a different language 

We all live in a different place 

But as long as we remember we're connected

The world will feel safe"