~ writer ~ psychotherapist ~ nature lover ~ intuitive practitioner ~
In the stillness of the morning
Soul bird awakes
Soft and gentle cooling glow
Penetrates the Earth
Breathing skin drinks in the magic
Of the gentle touch
Of the morning Sun and dew
Slithering on us
Arms are stretched and neck is risen
To the clouds high
Feeling strokes of the spirit
In the master Sun
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