Wide open spaces
for your mind to wander
beams of light
with shadows in the evening night
a Sunday afternoon
free from place and time
a sense of transcendence
you never know when and how it falls
but when it comes
free to wander
those open pastures once again
alone with your thoughts
peace in time
serenity, an expansion of forgotten
Monday mornings
and rushed Starbucks coffee
meetings and emails
career and profession
return back to me
wide open spaces
for my wind to wander
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