Feb 21

In A Meadow

In a meadow
Where the wind can run free through my hair,
Where the air is fresher and sweeter than after a storm,
Where my dress flows carefully through tall pale grass.
In a meadow
Where I am free to sprint forever and my legs never tire,
Where my voice empowers the wind to blow harder,
Where I love everything around me,
All it is, is just me, my dress, the field and the sky.
In a meadow
With tall wild grass, I live forever in this endless bliss.