Between Three Trees
The calmness of the bay eased the ocean within me,
The birds singing put my spirit at ease,
Tears rolled down my eyes,
I felt the cool air hugging me,
As the sun's rays struggled to get to where I was,
The little shaded place between three trees.
Where I sat and starred at calmness,
Purity,
Peace.
It was nature's way of consoling me.
Everything is going to be OK,
The wind whispered,
Everything is going to be OK.
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