Somewhere between here and there

Bright open eyes
Soaking sun, wind and rain
Inwards, downwards through my veins:
Breathing the elements in,
Consuming their worth, their beauty.

Bright open eyes
Myriad colours dancing
Strong winter wind rushing through my veins:
Sharp winter breeze
Awakened senses.

Bright open eyes
Blood pumping, adrenalin rushing
Like lightning through my veins:
Rush of power, stood legs wide
And looking to the stars.

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