The sky is my favourite place
I will lie on the ground for hours
watching clouds glide by
like curtains being drawn
letting you see the blue sky
My bones feel as though
they belong to the earth
A sacred place, somewhere to pray
to heal the mind
Somewhere that lets you breathe
Slowly your blood cools.
where creation sits on the back of a turtle
seeds of life blow past my window
Rivers and lakes run free
gathering the life giving waters as they go…
©AnitaDawes2024
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