Nature's Call
I shall wallow in the mystic river, letting my skin pick up the rays of noon
Feel the wind float off the birds wings and breath in the scent of the pines, heated by the growing warmth of June
See the clouds glide by like a marshmallow, filling up a wave-colored, airy space
Let the sounds gently touch my senses and force my worries to be momentarily erased
(2014)
