South

Have you ever noticed a direction pulling you?
I noticed. It’s south.
For me.
South.
The direction in which lies the most beautiful skies.
Cold winter trees disecting the view.
Warm orange sun smears.
Rising and setting.
To the south it’s always there.
Pulling me
up.
Making me notice.
It’s warm there
at the center.
We can all see it.
I feel it.
Pulling.

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