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A DROP

a drop is falling
into the calm
like in slow motion
it hits the surface
and disappears
little waves
like rings
arise
they float
away and out of sight

a bird is singing
in the night
wakes me from sleep
I step outside
into the dark
following the sweet
and charming sound
full of wonder
wildness calls and
I follow into unknown
that leads me home

I walk in the desert
spread my wings and fly
with the eagles
I run with the wolves
and deers in the woods
climb the rocks
dive into oceans

I see the storms coming
feel a cold breath
of ignorance
making me shudder
challenging me to
open up
even
more

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