Awake at 3:30am Restless Needing air, I go to lay down on the deck sofa Listening to the sounds of the forest, wind through the trees Feeling the cold air embrace in saving comfort I cry out in release… how long will I be pruned, how long will I be without real connection Peace, restfulnessContinueContinue reading “3:30am”
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The Survivor 