Saturday, April 5, 2014

I'm not on a concrete path


Give me sunshine.
(I can feel it light my eyes)
Give me the breeze.
(I can taste your scent on it)
Give me solitude. 
(I can remember best alone)
Give me this ground
(I can sink into it)
Give me this moment
I will then become all that I am
I will then find the strength to rise
(as I sink into this softly-grassed soil)
Do not remove me.
This is mine.

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