theres something about fresh night air
that draws me
the clouds illuminated by that big moon
the flash of light
the low rumble
im pulled
thunder like a slow moan
the beat of a drum inside my chest
is it inherited ?
did this come from long before me ?
the breeze hits my skin
hair blows
my eyes look up
and smile
i feel at one with my surroundings
peaceful
deep breaths in
i fill up with passion and drive
exhale....
pushing out any negativity within me
i lay in the grass
wet with dew
i can smell the rain coming
is that odd?
i love that smell
my skin exposed to the night
i feel a cool breeze slide across me
goosebumps
i close my eyes
i am content
i am glad
i am thankful
i was given this
bond
this nature
this earth to take in
and be
1 comment:
Beautiful soul stirring words. That is just what I felt when I did ths painting.
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