I Write Poetry
I stand upon the gravel cliff-face gazing outward to the beyond.
I watch as the clouds shift and manifest into formations.
I relish the sun's beaming presence upon my face.
I feel the warmth from the rays and zephyrs breeze.
I regain a sense of connection with life in the embrace of reconcile.
I close my eyes to allow my imaginative cognitive to summon animals and alike.
I smile as they surround me with their affinity.
I open my eyes once more as their synergies disperse and scatter.
I see the world again and all of it's glory.
I watch as the clouds shift and manifest into formations.
I relish the sun's beaming presence upon my face.
I feel the warmth from the rays and zephyrs breeze.
I regain a sense of connection with life in the embrace of reconcile.
I close my eyes to allow my imaginative cognitive to summon animals and alike.
I smile as they surround me with their affinity.
I open my eyes once more as their synergies disperse and scatter.
I see the world again and all of it's glory.
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