Fresh Air of Spring
The fresh air
of Spring..
sending my hair rapid,
my thoughts
tossing in wind...
sunshine,
returning life
to the dead..
the climate
surounds me,
I absorb the warmth
as it thaws me out...
I watch the sun,
as it escapes the day..
a silent serenity
drawing me a picture,
of inner peace...
of Spring..
sending my hair rapid,
my thoughts
tossing in wind...
sunshine,
returning life
to the dead..
the climate
surounds me,
I absorb the warmth
as it thaws me out...
I watch the sun,
as it escapes the day..
a silent serenity
drawing me a picture,
of inner peace...
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