Bathed in Gold

Written By Run from the Norm .

Sunlight, kiss me

ever so gently,

golden beams bathe my

face in warmth;

Wind restless as

clouds cling wearily

on the mountaintops;

rich with the solitude,

I am present and aware,

in this moment I hope could

last forever.

Run from the Norm .

Motivate with compassion, listen without judgement, inspire with curiosity, one person at a time.

https://runfromthenorm.com
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