11 Ben
Red Spectral Skywalker
We
escaped!
From
City to Desert Wilderness
We
escaped!
From
blaring Cacophony
To Silence
and Birdsong’s
Sweet
Liberation---
Through
Air clear as Glass
I
see Mountains green---
Now
I am calm
While Aspens rustle
In the turquoise Dusk---
Now
I am serene
Like
the Evening.
©Kleomichele Leeds
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