I rise with the moon, through the dark of the night, a cold breeze on my bare skin, I fly with time moving swiftly, and I'm never unsure throughout the process.
I swim with the tides, with the depths of the oceans secrets, and drift as the water pulses through my blood.
I dream with the trees and their gentle wise ways guiding, slowly swaying in the breeze.
I am free, so sure of how life may seem, I am daring but with much grace, never a hint of hesitatin on my face.
Curiousity still itches inside, I breathe the sweetness of the world, and never ache with exertion.
But I ask could you still love me after discovering my secrets?
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2b2b2 says: Great Work....Bravo |
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hymnagen says: Until that very last line I felt like I was along for a ride with a spirit in love with LIVING. Thanks for the trip! |
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