------Pacific------

looking east
at golden hills
mesmerized by the vision
serenity
holds me 

breezes
gliding down 
carressing contours
of each peak and valley
touch me 
with subtle sensuality


joining with the sky
trees, 
and spirit of the land
my soul immerses


feels the connection

freedom of clouds
restlessness of rivers
answers held for centuries
by ancient redwoods

I sing in tune to the earth

              

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