Picture: Running Horses by Tallonis
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Running horses
Ignite
A spark in my heart,
Among hills of green and copper.
They blend with the greenery,
Of trees, grass and bushes,
Along the rivers slithering placidly.
A drizzle haze in the distance
Does not tarnish
The golden brown sunlight
Dappling the land of many a lake.
On the contrary,
It serves the noble purpose
Of framing the Bigger Picture.
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A glimpse…
Will we ever be able to live in bliss
As naturally as we wake up in the morning?
Will we ever learn from the running horses,
The unpopular sheep,
The mighty hawk,
And the sliding fish?
Tall, oh so tall,
Birch, pine, ash and maple
Shake hands with the sky.
As if to say:
“Look,
You can do it too.”
Everything around mirrors
The abundance of the Universe
In many a way, shape and form.
A stretch of woodland, wide and long,
Populate these fine old hills,
Reminding us,
Inspiring us
To be brave,
And aid ourselves.
And aid what appears to be
Others;
What appears to be Nature
Expanding outside of us.
Try, for a second,
To feel as if there were no boundaries
Between inside and outside.
How does it feel to blend
With the whole of creation?
Who are You really?
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Herons
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