Whispering from within I feel the wind quench my vessel. Energies empower voice to sing. Lungs fill vibrating love. And as I merge with wind. moments drift like sand in hourglass. Sands that are like seeds of dreams.
The poet philosopher is more daring by far. For their is no par to hit, no height to attain or place where he/she may fit. All there is, is to see, feel, breath, think, and write it.
You can do better It is simply up to you Apply yourself accordingly Work towards your goal efficiently Keep at it Continue along your path Move towards the light And make your world bright