My stillness, connection with my Father
My perspective from great heights, the rays from the sun
The warmth upon my skin, the coldness from the snow
I’m alive, deep breath I take, smelling the fruits upon the trees
My freedom is my Faith, Belief, my Hope, Courage, Strength
My smile radiating, healing sent upon a White feather
My prayers, my words, my Trust in my Father In Heaven
My freedom is precious, too walk within the grasses barefoot
Roll down a hillside, lay against a haystack, pick Daisies
Place a flower behind my ear, eat my picnic by the stream
My freedom is everything, it’s precious, it’s mine
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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