sol

Posted: March 31, 2009 in Uncategorized

The messages transmitted to my neurons jump through the synaptic gap like a passing train, as the warm sunshine tingles my skin which then reaches to my soul. I let out a genlte sigh of solidarity, for I am one with the sun. The fullness of feeling invites me to leap and run and spin and frolic. I am free; the depths of me are flying like a kite in the warm breezes of spring.

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