
Poetry, Photography
The Wild Places
Finding Meaning
What, really, gives meaning to life?
In the end, we surrender to nature. And I hope to go with peace in my heart.
But, and I truly believe this — if we are here as her eyes and ears and as vessels for her growth
if she learns from us —
from when our fingertips touch a dewdrop for the first time, or when we breathe the air exhaled from a glacier, or we watch a fern unfurl, delicate whorl upon delicate whorl —
we can never stop.
We need to hunger in our hearts unceasingly for meaning, for those gossamer threads which we can almost see, but will never fully comprehend.
We need to touch the wild places in nature and in the essence of our beings.
Without that quest, there would no reason
to be.


Erika Burkhalter is a yogi, neurophilosopher, cat-mom, photographer, and lover of travel and nature, spreading her love and amazement for Mother Earth’s glories, one photo, poem or story at a time. (MS Neuropsychology, MA Yoga Studies).
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