I see myself in the poppy seeds and the playful trees -
In the dying grass,
In the crisp, singing breeze;
Under the breadth of sky,
Atop the breast of the sea;
In nature’s right hand -
Free.

I actually wrote this back in March. It was inspired by Wordsworth's classic "The World is Too Much With Us." I thought it as a response - Yes, Wordsworth, I took your advice. I found nature, and in it, I found myself. And now, I am free.

March, 2015

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Vic
almost 5 years

Nice poem. Thumbs up."Atop the breast of the sea" - Great metaphor

Robert L. Martin
almost 5 years

I'm glad for you. Many people can never find their freedom

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