May 2015
as I sit and breathe
my heart slows
my mind quiets
I can now hear the birds singing
feel the gentle breeze blowing
and my skin tingles to celebrate
that I am alive to be present
to this moment
my heart slows
my mind quiets
I can now hear the birds singing
feel the gentle breeze blowing
and my skin tingles to celebrate
that I am alive to be present
to this moment
(M/Virginia)
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