Life goes by so fast, take time to pause
and breathe

Look around at the world we live in

Surrounded by living trees

Scented aroma nature presents us

Animals bring us joy and comfort

Our furry friends deserve praise for all they do

Cherish every moment being kind

True friends will accept you for who you are

Take time to pause and breathe

Look at all the trees

Nourish your soul in a healthy environment

Set yourself free
Life goes by so fast

Take time to pause and breathe

Take time

If I could but paint
in the Beauty of a painters hand,
I’d paint over all my fears
in Colors so grand.

If I could but make
that Looming Shadow disappear,
cast It away
I’d have no more Sad tears.

If I could but show you
this soul of Love,
you would surely be enchanted
by the beauty of Truelove.

If you could but feel
the depth of the Love in my heart,
you would be able to maneuver
through every star chart.

If you could but see
the pain that Shadow brings
you wouldn’t Open the door to it
you wouldn’t Hear it’s ring.

If I could but give
with truly no Fear,
every Song of my heart
would be Heard, ever so clear.

So I’ll continue to paint words
in the Stillness of serenity,
until every color of my Soul
is Seen throughout eternity.
~

Take a moment
Step outside of your body
As though your are your own ghost
Look at yourself
Do you like what you see?
Is this really the person you want to be?

What if we all could revert outside of ourselves
Seeing how people really view you

Would you be
Happy
Sad
Surprised
Shocked
Angry
Or
Perfectly happy with who you are

Look deeper within yourself and then maybe people will see the real you...

Instead of a ghostly creature that lurks around
Day by day

Maybe
It was the way
Your neon eyes
Lit up in mine
And the world
Glowed a
Kaleidoscope of
Rainbow colours

Maybe
It was being
Wrapped in your
Bronze arms
And feeling so
Very safe
So warm
Next to you

Maybe
It was grey tears
Comforted by your
Soothing voice
That cheers me on
Rubbing out the dull
Rendering me
Sunshine yellow

Maybe
It was being
Called beautiful
Because I was like
Poetry and sunsets
Great towering mountains
Pretty just
Didn't do justice

Maybe
It was our
Midnight phone calls
And feeling like
I could scrape the
Deep blue canvas sky
And twirl amoung
The blinking stars

Maybe
It was all of it
Mixed like
Paint on an
Artists palette
Pinks, reds, oranges,
Spelling out a lone word
Love.