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Arii 5d
Sun beating down
the tide comes around
with the gusts of
wind—adrenaline

rushes by as the sea
hushes the rustle of the trees
and the blinding rays of gold
lining the clouds above

Like a tear in the blue
And the light shining through
The comfortable blanket
the tangled net

That is a peaceful day
Coming to an end.
Once on the Path again,
sunbound
even for just a heartbeat,
leaving it feels like losing a friend.

May we be
brave enough to see the signs,
wild enough to trust them
all the way back to our hearts.

May we be
light enough for spindrift
to twirl us up into the air
and may we, violently or gently, land
just where we’re meant to.

— The End —