Creek Stones                        

Lying on creek stones

On my weak bones

In a nature’s wild

Feeling an inner smile like a happy child

A gust of south wind blows and I feel light as a feather

Free for now of any worldly tether

Stepping out of the human pace

Burning sage smoke blows in my face

Eye level with water flowing in a crystal stream

It’s so much more than just a dream

Like the sky so blue my heart feels true

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