It is late.
I should be resting and yet,
I think about wandering.
To go outside and see the moon in her glory.
To take a walk amongst the nocturnal children.
What joy it would bring me to feel the dirt and stone beneath my bare feet.
To feel the leaves and tree branches around me.... To spin and have no one watching me
Just to be free from the scrutiny of human eyes.
To dwell amongst the free spirited wilderness and know that I am alone.
breathe a slow deep breath in and feel the coolness of it.
let my lungs expand once more and take in the succulent smell of green grass and dew.
This is where I wish to think.
To gain perfect clarity and in the process, center myself.
regain what was lost.
My balance.

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