Higher flying along
the coolness of the breeze, carrying
me to mountain tops.

Singing with birds
how glories I feel
country roads
flowers in the valley
green with trees
ferns tall, sweet grass
mingling with lilies white
in the forest of dreams.

Dancing in the sunlight along
country roads with dirt and
weeds, vines climbing uprooted
trees, leaves rumbling along the
darkened woodland trail, almost
forgotten, waterfall flowing down
ward, in a creek kissed by rocky
boulders of grown moss dampened
by mystery.

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