I was beneath the treetops when the rain came,
Sheltered by the whisper of the beeches
And great oaks,
Copper and green
In the springtime.
I was by the water when the light flared,
Silvering the surface as it rippled.
Eternal ebb and flow,
Mirroring the heavens
On the shoreline.
I was in the sunlight when the wind blew,
Whipping through my hair and in the heather.
In my wandering
On the hillside.
I was above the sunset when the tears came.
Higher than the seagulls’ plaintive calling,
In solitude and grace
My heart flew with you
To your horizon.
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This is so beautiful. Thank you. It brought tears to my eyes.
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