Cool, crisp, bright green grass crunches beneath my feet.
Stretch and release.
I shut my deep brown eyes as light penetrates my soul.
Shy shimmers of glitter and gold.
Toes on the edge, wind on my face, I shiver.
Chilly, chill--Chill.
Escape, Grow, Evolve.
Repeat.
JUMP.
Weightless and worry-free, it sure feels good to be Me.
This feeling is mine.
It's calling my name. I glide toward the voice and fall like the rain.
Friday, August 28, 2009
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One of my favorites! so simple, yet so descriptive!
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