Gazing
feet and hands, one with verdant grass
deep, slow breaths long last
quietly reveling in the Most High
giving praise, I testify
feeling an ethereal wind
drawing nearer to within
releasing and blinking
my soul is sol thinking
looking up and gazing
feeling the rays, so amazing
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