On a weekend trip a little while ago I was reminded how much I love this country, specifically this part of it. I got to be surrounded by nature, which also reminded me that it something I need to do more of. I was inspired, inspired to write without rhyme (literally) or reason. To write just because I HAD to in that moment. So I gave a shot at stream-of consciousness. Here it is.
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Take me
Take me to the place where trees grow upside down, where purple flowers grow out of rocks and diamonds shine on the water.
The writings in the stone hold stories of old and the stars blink their blessings down on us.
We fall from cliffs to be embraced by the summer waters and let the fire light the doorways to our hearts.
Stones rise out of the waters to hold the secrets of magic summer days and nights.
Share your magic with me, share your secrets.
Take me.
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