Zephyr

I walked the shores

Where my feet fell

Just under the crunch of the

Sand

Stones and mixed

Soil

The water lapped the edge

Of the lake

As I felt the zephyr on my face

I remembered a better time

A time not too long ago

But long enough

To feel it could be letting go

So I breathed in that zephyr

And live to see another

Day

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