While I lay there motionless, a billion beautiful butterflies took off from my field, their two billion pairs of gentle wings cracked a windstorm into my painstakingly manicured landscape, and with them they steadily carried away the shattering pieces of my perfectly planned life.

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Rocks, Moss, Waterfalls, and Trees


Rocks, Moss, Waterfalls and Trees

I do identify with flowers, dirt, grass and peas
But I am most at home with rocks, moss, waterfalls and trees

My wild heart roams in the bright lights of cities
But my love remains with rocks, moss, waterfalls and trees.

~Julia Vasquez February, 2015

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