Riding The Thermals

riding the thermals....
down between the mountains
through the gorge...

in and out of clouds,
shadow and light....
then up to the very

arms of infinity.
i lost myself, and
found my being!

letting go!
breathing out...
riding the thermals!

poem by Eric CockrellReport problemRelated quotes
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