Edge of the Woods


"Edge of the Woods"
“Edge of the Woods” pastel on paper

If I were there, I would run through the golden fields, chasing the sun, running south, towards the horizon. I would catch him before the solstice arrives, before he gets entirely away. I would run, through golden meadows, the wind in my hair with birds on the wing. I would sing, I would fly, high, in the sky, above. Oh, my love! Run with me. I would run with you, I would run through, golden fields and meadows, rare, the wind in my hair. You are the one. Run with me. Run with me, chasing the sun.

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