I Am Of The Earth // A Poem – Healing Brave
earth. I think, yes, I am kin to the river, a brother, a sister. The love I have been given. washes over me, and I feel as though I am the giver. A single leaf, let free. joins the current, joins my own reflection, and as it drifts away. I imagine myself, at home, like the passing leaf, wherever I happen to be. I too know the bittersweetness of change.
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