Riding the Wind - Triolet Contest
Feel like a bird riding the wind,
cutting through the high rolling waves.
Time ceases to exist,when you
feel like a bird,riding the wind.
The excitement, euphoria,
of being as one with nature.
Feel like a bird riding the wind,
cutting through the high rolling waves.
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Penned May 24 2015
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2015
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