I hope you fall in love with being alive.
I hope you feel the wind in your hair as you run through the forest.
I hope you feel the rain on your skin as you run through the field.
I hope you smell the damp earth when you see the sun in the dark sky after a storm.
I hope you taste the mist as you walk through the sand to the water early in the morning.
I hope you find purchase on the stones as you climb.
I hope you hear the birds when you experience freedom.
I hope you fall in love with being alive.
(2023)
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