Inspired by the beautiful mountain meadows out West.
She found her way to Big Meadow, the climb steep and littered with rocks,
crossing a wooden footbridge over a stream, edged with tall grasses.
Beyond the grass clumps, a green field stretches out.
Wild flowers add splashes of yellows, whites, pinks and blues.
She continues her walk in the sun; the sky brilliant blue with white puffs,
Her boots fling up a bit of mud from the morning dew onto her legs.
She laughs. Nature can be nice and naughty all at the same time.
She breathes in the calmness and soaks in the beauty.
She steps off the trail where the grass looks dry, lays down in the field of flowers
and lets her thoughts float away like the clouds in the sky.
April 9, 2021 ~DRM~
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