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eagleandchildinklingMarch 3 |
I step into the wind.
I cry among the trees.
The leaves dance ahead.
As if they want to tease.
I feel the sun rise.
Pressing on my face
I bath in the colors.
I am hugged by nature’s grace.
I push forward when tired.
The discomfort goes away.
Because i know I am strong
I will take the steps today.
Stay with me will of nature.
Give to me your life.
You have been my strength.
You have rooted in my strife. |