dreaming
- Sierra Sol
- Dec 28, 2019
- 1 min read
dreaming
of a day like now
when all that exists
is my feet in the grass,
calling my creative vision
into this moment
that is all moments,
where the language is
presence
and no questions
need
answers.
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