I have an urge to walk barefoot on the dew wet grass
To feel the moist soil of this earth I know as my past
Within me is an unfolding cloak of my highest love
An observer of life I'm here from the worlds above
I love life both here and beyond the veils of all illusion
No more are there masks of maya gone has the confusion
My highest love has become the voice of my open heart
Life is a loving expression it's a living work of art
Photo by Tryphena Louise Williams
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