As I sit on the swing
Watching the rising sun
No one can see me
As I'm not completely there
I can be felt...
By those who truly know me
In the truth of my essence
Which sits upon the swing
In unison with all that I see
I exist within every particle
Of the suns rays
That are bringing light
And warmth
To ward off the chill
Of the early morning air
That caresses my being
And strengthens my presence
Where I sit untouched by time
And unbound by the limitations
Of what I once endured!!!!
Watching the rising sun
No one can see me
As I'm not completely there
I can be felt...
By those who truly know me
In the truth of my essence
Which sits upon the swing
In unison with all that I see
I exist within every particle
Of the suns rays
That are bringing light
And warmth
To ward off the chill
Of the early morning air
That caresses my being
And strengthens my presence
Where I sit untouched by time
And unbound by the limitations
Of what I once endured!!!!
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