Sacred

I want to
chase the sun
until the last
fragment
escapes sight

 breathe air
in one 
continuous 
exhale 

 live
move
beathe

 deeply
authentically
vulnerably
without 
apology 

 in wonder
and reverence 
for all 
that is 
sacred

 in you
and me

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