Running Free


The misty air encapsulates me,

I can barely see two inches in front of my face.

The comfort of the never ending greenery,

creates a sense of peace that is intricate and pure,

much like white lace.

 

I do not think about it much,

I do not take it for granted,

I simply breathe in the touch,

and like a dandelion

blown towards the sun,

I allow my soul to run, run, run.

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