Spiritual In Nature - Mother Earth
wandering
in the woods
light dancing in the trees
shining on fallen leaves
a soft gentle breeze
she looks up
hearing the birds sing
flapping their wings
she sees pigeons
two of them up high
together they fly
a robin lands on the ground
she hears a rustling sound
so she turns around
and sees its bushy tail
it was a squirrel
climbing a tree
disappearing quickly
tree branches leaning
wandering in the woods
she looks down
barefoot
feeling the ground
beneath her
commected
to mother earth
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