p.s. I Feel So Alive

I found this tranquil place

by chance this afternoon

tucked at the back

of an old English garden.

When I sit here

time doesn’t chase me

and no thought is too small

or too big to be born.

The space opens skyward

light streaming down

as if calling me, urging me

 to reach for my dreams.

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p.s. I feel so alive here.