Breathe.
I want to feel the wind on my face,
with no rush to get anywhere.
Let the leaves dance with me,
and let the silence teach me to breathe.
I want life in its simplest form:
the open sky, the earth under my feet,
the smell of rain coming slowly,
and the freedom to be who I am.
And among so many paths,
maybe I will find a kindred soul,
someone who also listens to the silence,
who sees beauty where almost no one does.