Proud
Leaning against
A love-filled landscape
Delicate as a flower
My feelings escape
Resting, I fall into place
Against the mountainside.
I allow myself to breathe
Purity pulls
Pushes away the wilds
Proud
That I was good enough
Without trying too hard to be.
poem by Kamini Arichandran
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