Origins vary ...
The mountains are my bones.
The rivers my veins.
The forests are my thoughts
and the stars are my dreams.
The ocean is my heart.
Its pounding is my pulse.
The songs of the earth
write the music of my soul.
I love places
that make you realize
how very tiny
you and your problems are.
I have a therapist;
her name is nature.
I like days
that are filled
with space to breathe.
Hoping that at least some of this
may have relaxed you and filled you
with peace.
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