Breathe in the exhale of the trees
surround yourself with nature
and hum along with the bees.
Run parallel to the stream
wade into the water
and get lost in a dream.
Lie gently in the grass
feel it tickle your face
and break away from the past.
Dig your toes in the sand
let it cover your feet
and don't listen to demands.
Climb up the face of rock
lean into the wind
and choose not to read a clock.
You were born for this, and it will never be taken from you.
May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 1:25 PM UTC
Breathe in the exhale of the trees
surround yourself with nature
and hum along with the bees.
Run parallel to the stream
wade into the water
and get lost in a dream.
Lie gently in the grass
feel it tickle your face
and break away from the past.
Dig your toes in the sand
let it cover your feet
and don't listen to demands.
Climb up the face of rock
lean into the wind
and choose not to read a clock.
You were born for this, and it will never be taken from you.
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