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Mountain Air
The sky is breathing in and out,
Soft and wide
I feel you in the gentle winds up in this mountain air
Pure you
Here silence is enough.
Words and memories fade
Like morning due in the new sun's rays,
Renewed
A cleansed soul begins again.
I remember little feet,
My own
On wet grass
Fresh as me in innocence.
That's where I want to be
What I want to be
I feel you there in nature's grace
The spirit of us all.
But you my love
I forgive you here
Where I see you clear
I release you to the skies
You were never mine.
You belong to the morning's soft and dancing light
You belong to the glory of the colours it reveals
To the fresh gentle air and the way it makes you feel
To the peaceful trees reaching for the sun and stars in their own time
No love, you were were never mine
You belong to the mysteries of the day and night.
All I can do is meet you there joyfully
As children of this grand eternity
Love I love you more in letting go
The grace we shared
belongs to the endless sky.
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