April 30, 2009
The dew carresses each blade of grass in a watery hold so sweet, cold to the touch yet welcome still.
Enjoy the feel of the earth beneath your feet.
Look to the horizon, where rizes a ball of fire, warming all 'neath it, bringing light to dark.
Listen to the sea, as it rushes to kiss the waiting shore.
Close your eyes and become the wind, the very breath of life.
One with all, yet independant.
Beautiful and strong

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thepreechyteenager said...
Jul. 25, 2010 at 6:06 pm
Very pretty.  I love how you play on the reader's senses.  Your vocab is also very nice- I now feel the need to write something with the word "carress" in it.
MedievalMouse94 replied...
Jul. 27, 2010 at 6:11 pm
lol thank you! I'm glad you feel inspired :)
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