Shadows fall~
off the brown and golden oak.
The whisper of the wind
beckoning me to lie still and listen.
So I can remember how it feels...
just to breathe.
I've always wanted to do this but wasn't sure how to really get started. Thank you, Sarah, for sharing. I'm not really sure who I want to share this with~ probably not many. We'll see where it leads.
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