The sun is sliding down
now level with my face,
edging toward the verdant
rolling foothills. The air
is pure as if angels have
just sighed, releasing their
breath as a gentle breeze.
A crane glides onto the pond
smudging the reflection of
the surrounding vegetation.
Soon night will seep into
the valley as the sun concludes
it decent behind the hills.
I am alone, the silence of
sunset settling over me
leading me into the journey
within. I surrender to the
moment and allow the eternal
me to rise out of my body,
which remains in meditative
repose. I look down one last
time, checking the silver
chord that keeps me in contact
with my earthly manifestation.
I am going home.
Beautiful 💐🌹💕
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Lovely prose, thank you!
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what a nice sense of calm bliss
thanks for sharing this one,Pat
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