11 Ben
Red Spectral Skywalker
We escaped!
From City to Desert Wilderness
We escaped!
From blaring Cacophony
To Silence and Birdsong –
Sweet Liberation!
I see the Mountains
With Eyes clear as Glass
Now I am calm
As Tall Trees rustling
In the turquoise Dusk -
Now I am quiet
As the Night.
©Kleomichele Leeds
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