i run through the waist deep sea of gold and green. if i sit down and look up, i can imagine that i actually smaller than i am. but i have never had trouble feeling awfully small and somewhat powerless anyway. that part comes naturally.
but here i can lie on my back and admire the clouds and feel the wind and forget about every singl
e thing...
but here i can lie on my back and admire the clouds and feel the wind and forget about every singl
e thing...
2 comments:
love this picture so much.
wow! where is this? Its so weird, Chelsea and I were just talking about finding a flower field like that this summer. I must admitt I have never been. Good picture, good poem, I like the remark on being a girl. interesting
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