11 Ben
Red Spectral Skywalker
We escaped!
From City to Desert Wilderness
We escaped!
From blaring Cacophony
To Silence and Birdsong’s
Sweet Liberation---
With Eyes clear as Glass
I see green 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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