Waves and me...3

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Gentleness always gets to me
doing all kind of things
Like I want to be caressed
by the swaying blades of grass.
So I take out clothes and take off
to be one with the unending vastness
under the pale skies
and it is so exhilarating to simply
mix and merge with the golden hues 
of a fading afternoon.
The stillness within the softness
murmurs its secret into me:
let it be, let you be and let living be.