Take A Moment

Open skies beckon in something broader.

I can feel it as the wind whips past me.

This whispers, secrets and prayers it carries

weigh it down,

making it heavy and dense.


The grasses sway

and lay flat against the rich earth

in which it grows.


The creek burbles and glistens

in the golden hour light

that burns in the afternoon sky.


I breathe in tandem with the setting of the sun.

Arms stretched high to meet the clouds

and the approach of purple and indigo

in the end of days sky.

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