Vibe
Truth filters thru the dust,
discarded, the guise
and I can see, clearly
into her soul
carefree, fulfilled
in compassion and condolence
brimming with pride
all that's felt deep inside
I crave, not with body
but with heart
hands holding out, rubbing circles
in the sand, as sun casts her way
early to late
not a slave to one's fate
the grains blow
I kiss the wind
watching the willows bend
reaching for the sea
I see past what is out
as truths swell within
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