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Sep 2011
The moon tips slowly on the meadow,
illuminated oak trees, dancing dandelions,
Alone we sit with a peaceful silence
nothing stirs,
nothing but cool whispers
from the nature that surrounds us
Listen carefully,
Quietly,
Can you feel mother earth breath?
She is alive and well,
Let your mind open
Do not fear,
Listen to the beat of your heart,
Like a pounding drum
Everything has a spirit
We are all connected,
Can you feel mother earth breath?
she breaths with you
she breaths for you
Rachel-erika Henderson
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   Kenneth Fox
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