The thriving breath of ancient trees a healing tonic is your air I breathe to lift my weary spirit in a flutter of leaves. © Brenda Aksionov 2014 Related PostsSpeechless WhispersLungs Of ForestPhysio HandsSign Of Death Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
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