Hiking

the swoosh of the wind caresses my fingertips

I am small again.

the Earth holds me up, dirt below my feet

the ground is sturdy and strong

water gently glides back and forth

slowly swaying like a baby in arms

yet with force like a protecting mother 

green grass

contrasting

with the bluest of skies above

silence

sounds

peaceful content

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