Poetry by the lake

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Breath gently lifts my chest,

Breeze gently lifts soft bark on the tree above,

Revealing the sweet honeysuckle of Mother Nature’s love.

My stillness detaches ‘me’ from ‘my life.’

The breath, the breeze,

Me, the tree,

All life, no life,

One life.

by Jess, Mary-Ellen & Colleen

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