Written under the oak tree

Under the oak tree I fell in love.
I fell in love with the world.
I fell in love with the moon and the stars.
I fell in love with the spring breeze.
I felt alive, I felt it – my heart beats.
It was then when I realised, I was falling.
Unapologeticlly being me.
Unconditionally feeling alive.
Untamed.
In love with every step.
Loving me.
Just me.

– Jashica Jay

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