Presence
- Amber Ambrose
- Mar 2
- 1 min read
The wind is singing your name
Across time
Rustling the leaves of the trees
In perfect harmony
I sit in stillness, listening
Reveling in the midday sun
My heart, humming along
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The wind is singing your name
Across time
Rustling the leaves of the trees
In perfect harmony
I sit in stillness, listening
Reveling in the midday sun
My heart, humming along
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