when the sun rays are dancing on my face.
A second glance to the outside world.
Feeling content with a coffee cup in hand,
time to sit still.
Tired of racing through moments,
wanting to watch the wind move through the branches,
Secret desires to feel the grass under bare feet.
Appreciating the moments I get to experience.
Being happy I am aware.
Being happy those moments are my serenity.
My everything.
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