Became
Just let the streams, gurglings mesmerize
Exploring it’s journeys, fallowing it’s flowing
Opening minds, deepening consiousness
Hovering indefinitely, supinly just becoming
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Listen to the winds, ruffling through leaves
The soothing songs, drifting into lucidity
Wafting effortlessly, a placid dreamscape
Unconsciously just being, in this moment
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Meandering barefoot, without any destiny
Soaking in the mornings, sweet afterglow
Basking in the flows, of flora and fauna
Graced, because you have just became
Featherstonepoetry
