rolling hills

the kind that sing to you as you drive by

a blanket of night that covers soft grass

warm winds driftibg by

whipping by 

and on the road you can see the moon 

high up on the sky

you remember that it’s the same moon that was up above the waves

that settled blue gold light across ice crystals 

when the earth was covered in snow

and it’s this moment

when you release

and something shifts

even further as you keep going

but you are lighter than air now

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