My meaning of life

Laying on nature’s floor, breathing in fresh air, feeling the pollinated breeze over my face, being next to the green plants and trees, accompanied by bugs and bees
Letting time pass by, fast or slow, with the fluctuating clouds above
I don’t care.
This is my meaning of life.

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Safe

Atop the green grassy hill during summertime, away from the shady trees below, behind the warehouse, against that warm tin wall,
There lies a safe spot. Your open arms. The silence of your smile,
The content in your eyes, the stillness in your seat.
Embracing you my body sighs a massive wave of relief
Clasped underneath your firm reassuring arms
Closing my eyes, I breathe over your chest
Comforted, healed,
Safe.

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