Finding Peace

February 22, 2018

Consume tall walls
Veiling tiny fissures
Inside of the dark windy halls
Home resides within the forests deep brush

Through the fresh air
Bright rosy cheeks blushing
Light pink next to the faire blonde hair
Blue jays sing sweetly to keep things at bay

Sunshine pouring
All rays fall through the trees
Soaking into my needy heart
Now there is no more running to find the peace

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