The wealth of this world
accumulated in this place
The power of the aquifers that heal me
The peace and existence
Reality is a treasure trove
Bringing me twice as much as I would expect
This world insists on giving me so much
In these months of pure gratitude
I recieve and give myself
what am I inside the stillness
so many just absorb noise
Healing and growing as violence passes far from here
thought is modified
freedom exists inside of this
From the walls of the north west
to the foothills of the atlantic drop off
Days are golden never ending
Optimism is my blood
my lung's air
I walk out inside a balance
What would I name this life
One could call it adoration
For now just a chunk of freak alignment
something you picked up at the market
Almost fainting as you peel the paper off
And see such a prize
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