The Breath of the Earth

October 22, 2011
By Anonymous

Standing on the plain
Enveloped in a soft breeze
Oblivious to all pain
The world around them disappears

Forever free, the wind whispers
And invisible
The want to be invisible
They want to disappear

They want to hold their secrets close
So no one else should hear

They want to be like the wind
Forever free, peace-of-mind
Forgetting the secrets hidden inside

The wind smiles, swirls about them
Slowly, they merge
Them and the wind
Free from the bodies caging them in

Becoming the wind, becoming the breath
Of the Earth
Free at last

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