Language in the Hills

When stillness awakens, it will be movement that creates your story!

~Kerri Elizabeth~


The wind searches for the grass and dances shamelessly

Awakening all stillness

Ripples upon the river speak volumes
Canyons yearn for the echo of a voice
Flowers are sprouting among the spring
Blades of grass, yellow and green arise from the hills
Sunshine widens every horizon with hope, showing nature’s beauty
Nothing is missing , complete serenity exists
Fulfillment is within the winds, flowers, the grass and the brisk breeze
Language is within natures presence and existance is peaceful
Majestic hills speak volumes while the river kisses every curve
Trees with wisdom share a melody
When at the top of the hill

Perspective shows you it is purely where you stand where love blooms

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