To be alive

The Sun sent the stars to laugh with the sea.

Sparkling, Crystal blue,

Air of Mischief,

The rocks meet the challenge,

Backs turned,


Unaware, the trees wake up from their slumber,

Slowing dipping their growing roots for a sip.

The wind barely stirring,

Observing the joyful exchange.

Inviting views,

Where do you belong?

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