Recovery from Heart-Broken Love

Morning Air

Morning air and morning dew

Like the fresh milk softly flowing to my heart and soul

I dip my head into it

A fleeting bird twitters and sings from afar

With sounds of machine working & rumbling

Emerges a place hiding in an outskirt of a small town

Where I was a kid as innocent and serene as this morning air

Where youth touches my face as breeze of spring

A paradise in which my teenage memories bloom

Like nothing bad had ever happened

Bath in the milky morning air

All my scars ceded in aroma of fresh grasses

I am becoming whole…and whole

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