Just Be

The breeze tickles my nose,
As the wind blows softly, carelessly through my soul,
Transporting me to someplace, somewhere deeper…
…Always deeper…
No longer longing, no longer searching, no  longer wanting or even waiting…
Completely content,
Just simply, being.

The delusions of the past,
the illusions of tomorrow,
The confusion of today,
Have all slipped away,
I am existing somewhere far beyond there reach.
Completely inhibited, completely free,

Finally at last, to just be me.

-Johanna M. Dunn-

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