Hillside Breezes

The blades of grass

Cut the wind that moves them

Moving back and forth in rhythym

Looking like an ocean on land

You can hear the rustle

As the waves of blades hit each other

I sit in this ocean

Watching the breeze travel

Around me

I close my eyes as it hits my face

Taking it all in

I’m at peace

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