She walks up the mountain
cool air
blowing through her hair
as if it were the first time
she felt alive
without a care
immerse in the light
castaway
what she threw away
all the things she wanted to say
mother nature enpowers
her spirit
like nothing else matters
caressing the earths energy
she has open arms
to the planets chief
the forest
is her belief
trees dance across the sky
as if they were gods
held so high
she wishes
she could be as strong
as the brillance of life
they bring
to her eyes
©morningsun
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