the fall of summer.

Free I be.
Free I give.
Unencumbered beauty gazing
into the pinked sky.
My shoulders give way
to the beauty of the sunset.
Releasing hot air
as my breath enters steady.
A cool sense of freedom
draws me close.
I am light.
He is the light though
the darkness dwells over the land.
The rhythm of the day balances
and I rest.

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