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Racing the Wind

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Step by step, tree by tree, I continued down the path. Footsteps melted into the rock and left only slight prints, mild traces of something that was now gone, further along the trail.  The smell in the air that of fall and leaves and twigs. The scent of innocent green that comes from within tiny branches, and of the sturdiness of the trees in the wind. Reaching out I brushed the trees rough skin. The leaves all danced overhead and I could feel tiny rays of sun poking through the thick, and in the shadows, see the night already, where the glowing moon would shine like a beacon of love over it all. In an instant I felt the ground move quicker beneath me as my legs carried my beating heart along, or the other way around, racing with the wind, escaping from delusion.IMG_9204IMG_9190IMG_9182

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Author: ohmbass

One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain. -Bob Marley

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