Particles of water shimmering, illuminated by the sun. And for a few brief moments, my spirit drifts and I am in between this world and the other, somewhere in the wind.
There is no pain here, and I realize we hold on too much, instead of letting go. So, I close my eyes as in a prayer and breathe again, still having few answers, yet able to have my feet back on earth, planted in the beauty remaining.
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