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