Wilding …
My bare feet on
the cool grass
Walking away in
the moonlight
Feeling renewed…
recharged…
free…
Some call it
wilding
that connection
of bare feet
with the earth
I call it walking
away and never
looking back
Original Poetry ©2015
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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