
The mountains are my bones,
The rivers are my veins.
The forests are my thoughts, and the stars are my dreams.
The ocean is my heart,
It’s pounding is my pulse.
The songs of the earth write the music of my soul.
To me, being spiritual means…
Whispering to trees,
laughing with flowers,
falling in love with sunsets, consulting the
water and worshipping the stars.
One hand to my heart.
One hand to the earth.
And sparkles.
Tons of them.


@peacewriter51


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