Touch

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The breeze lightly brushes over my face.
I turn towards the warmth of the sunset.
My eyes instinctively close with rapture.
I am now filled with a large cup of grace.

A boulder invites me to be seated.
I may recline and rest for a short while.
Here amidst the softly flowing attars.
Where soon I shall feel whole and completed.

~

© Carol Campbell

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