Sunkissed Soul

‘Who am I?’

Serenity being nature’s demeanor,

yonder stands a tree on a poised hill,

shadowing the sorrows of life that lies below

the clear sky and above the crystal sea,

symbolizing the truth beyond naked eyes,

so I sit beneath it with closed eyes, 

listening to earthly aroma

gifted by the muted breeze

that comes uninvitedly and

brushes a strand of my hair,

it feels like the caresses from God,

and it feels like home.

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