He breathes
into my being
and I awake
to words which
float
on gold strewn breezes
“Chase me
Chase me
Chase me”…
and so
I do
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Moccasins at Meadow Arc 
I love the hope filled lighthearted whimsy of this!
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:)… thanks Diana
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
WHEN YOU PARTICIPATE, IT’S NEVER TOO LATE! (TO GET IN)
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🙂
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