A Lookout

Open skies beckon in something broader

Standing still atop the steep hill

I look below at the seemingly infinite landscape

Settled by cows and deer alike


A gusty wind emerges from the east

Bringing life to the tall grass, now swaying

Birds swiftly glide across the sky

I take a breath, eyes focused on the sight

The peace I find here is one of a kind

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