Waiting Beneath the Rush

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A night full of dreaming.
A head in the clouds.
Clamped inside - pressure.

A day in Freedom,
aware of this new,
creation.

Morning quiet,
stillness-
remembrance-
of a girl,
waiting beneath the rush.

To speak & move
alert,
brimming with life,
freely active.

Sometimes, letting gravity lead,
is like breathing,
after being in a smoke-filled room.
A breath-
Rejuvenate.
A welcome respite,
for tired muscles.