When it’s Summer and the blue sky is fresh with clouds, I lie down, head-up, on the soft green grass
Sun shining and wind rustling and the clouds rising and sinking into the fresh grass
And even though my mouth is closed, I taste the wind flowing past me the sweep of the breeze, fluttering like a butterfly
Relaxing I breathe the warm air of the sky, smell the flowers and the earth blending
And it’s beutiful as I run free jumping to the trees feel the soft whisper of the leaves, its nature music
Strong and Fast, I climb down to the brim of firm roots
Leaves fall on my shoulders; I smile and spread my arms
By Gwyneth Parallag
Sun shining and wind rustling and the clouds rising and sinking into the fresh grass
And even though my mouth is closed, I taste the wind flowing past me the sweep of the breeze, fluttering like a butterfly
Relaxing I breathe the warm air of the sky, smell the flowers and the earth blending
And it’s beutiful as I run free jumping to the trees feel the soft whisper of the leaves, its nature music
Strong and Fast, I climb down to the brim of firm roots
Leaves fall on my shoulders; I smile and spread my arms
By Gwyneth Parallag
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