True Being

January 19, 2011
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Running wildly through the forest floor shrubs,
Feeling everything with such a keen sense of touch.
The trees pace by smiling with their leaves
As if to say they've missed the vibes of your presence.
The wind whispers quietly "It's been a while".
Your bare feet stomping the dirt
Awakening the worms with your trembling pace.
The song of the forest has become one with your soul,
like the melody of the body and soul becoming one with the earth
And eaten you whole.
You now know life.

You're living.

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