Mother Nature

Her breath courses through my long brown hair,

causing it to blow across my cheek.

In gentle whistles through branches and rustling of leaves,

She whispers secrets in my ear.

Her light beams down on me from the sky,

warming my skin and illuminating my heart.

At night, She twinkles and glows,

reminding me that I am not alone.

Once again, She exhales.

I feel Her breath embrace me.

I inhale and feel my lungs expand.

I pause, startled.

I exhale and inhale again.

I realize that Her breath is not separate from mine.

Her and I are one.

She wanted to FLY
Painting by Sandi Nypaver

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