In the settling hours of evening,
In a quite corner of a lush green park,
Grounded in Mother's Lap,
Listening to those rare and unusual chirps.
I ponder...
I converse...
I remember my people.
I cherish the past in memories,
I bathe in the freshness of a rain washed air.
I surrender and seek blessings,
From the mighty trees...
The nurturing land holding me.
I feel loved
and held together
✍️🌸🐧
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