Wednesday, 4 May 2016

Near Light



I am a child of the fields
as soft as a ball
I am free

my feet touch the ground
like lightness of being
the cherry tree calling

I am a child
at one with mother nature
flights of spirit

Near Light - at last







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    1. Thank you Optimistic Existentialist - I am glad you like it.

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