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Melodic birdsong sweeps my spirit skyward, their happy sound my beautiful wake-up call.

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Apple blossom swirls and dances past my feet, I want to chase it across the field, an invitation to play.

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A sudden scamper, doe-eyed, the young deer out for a first adventure, finding its way, darting this way and that.

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Wait for me! I want to come along and share this new found freedom......or was it just a dream?

 

Feeling the sun's sweet warmth on my skin, gratitude at this new time – the time to stand still, listen, breathe, and allow nature’s beauty to calm me, reassure me, my soul nourished.

My Soul Nourished by Lesley Crompton

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