Standing in a grassy field

Wind tickling my ears

As birds serenade to the sky

With some flying in a synchronized “v”

I take in a breath of air

Fresh and crisp like a glass of

Cold water to a parched soul

Inhale to gather all my burdens

Exhale to give them to God

So many loads of them

It takes a couple of inhales and exhales

But as the sun sets at the end of the

Day.. I walk away…

Leaving them there


I am feelin’ good.

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