Missing me

I miss the mountain
And the bird singing to me
I miss the sound of the river
And the quietness in the morning

Letting the sun filling me
His heat in the early hours
Walking barefoot on the grass
And feel the energy filling me

I miss the circle of friends
With interesting stories
I miss the freedom that I felt
When they was around me

Be able to be me at all time
Not wearing a mask to please
To discover who am I
And feel safe at the same time

I miss the silent walk
The difficulty to climb
But the reward I could feel
Once I arrive at destination

Anchoring my feet into the ground
The energy going through me
Feeling the wind kissing me
And moving like a tree

I mostly miss myself
In here I can't be
The masks are back
And it's hurting me

My kids want to go out
The ones that are inside me
To play and laugh in nature
And feel free again

Meeting my friend will help
To feel free even for a moment
To be me a few hours
And fill me with great energy

Breathing as I should
The love surrounding me
The positivity of the group
That helps me find me.

20.07.2025

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