Home (or a tribute to storms and wet weather)

This was written by the wonderful Emilia and has been reproduced with permission.

Life pulsates through my veins,

I choose to nurture this sensation…

I laugh, I run, I get carried by the wind.

The storms around, they pass me by.

Unaffected I admire, their power, force and turbulent nature.

Within me lies a space so still, that earthquakes could not move it.

I melt into my surroundings, becoming one with many.

An everlasting peace settles gently on my heart,

And I am home again, with you.

 

Mountains and clouds


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