The White Meadow | A Poem


She runs, in the sun, and on through the White Meadow

Chasing her future, the past now an echo

Solace is sought from the past days gone by

As she leaps through the Meadow and up to the sky.

Reaching the river, where the water flows on,

She skips over the rocks, and in moments she’s gone.

She’s at one with Nature, and sets herself free,

Heading towards who she needs to be.

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