Friday, April 20, 2018

Just breathe: A poem of sorts by me

I breathe long and deep
I see the stars far above me
they twinkle and say
we hear your crys
we hear you dying inside
I see the snow falling gently on the world
the white circles me
with a gentle touch and a gentle breathe
I see the trees standing tall and firm
you can be strong
just hold on they whisper
I see the wind going fast and free
it runs through my hair
you can be free dont give up
they say with a calming tone
I see the stars the snow the trees the wind
breathe they say
And I do




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