Healing Hills

Hills roll into a distance.
I follow,
rolling along a well-travelled path.
Each bend brings with it a
new vista,
a new outlook,
a new place to visit and see.
A new experience
I can be.

Every peak brings with it a new
height to perceive.
Some higher than others.
I shall visit those peaks,
Shall climb those hills
And they shall heal me.

Every tree brings with it another
energy, to which I can connect,
Some stronger than others.
I shall experience those trees,
And they shall heal me.

Every living thing brings with it
a new life, another energy,
another being with
which I share the world.

Another being through which
I heal the world,
and the world heals me.






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