Riding The Thermals
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Eric Cockrell
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riding the thermals....
down between the mountains
through the gorge...
in and out of clouds,
shadow and light....
then up to the very
arms of infinity.
i lost myself, and
found my being!
letting go!
breathing out...
riding the thermals!
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