A poem I wrote.

 

 

Unbridled, I am.

Time stands still.

Raindrops reamain whole.

The Sun remains high.

Yet shade is cool.

Perfect.

 

Birds hover mid-air,

Flowers in their prime.

Breeze flowing yet yielding.

Perfect.

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