Beside a brook of rippling dreams,
I watch the golden sunlight beams.
They frolic on the silver foam,
as I do sing and dance to roam.

And fish shall glide inside grand style,
to drift and yes they’ll stay a while.
Before they disappear in light.
The fish they are a sacred sight.  

A peaceful place I found at stream.
It makes for a great peaceful scene.
So mediate I will this day.
I echo gratitude to pray.

With rock in hand I’ll toss to wish,
inside this day I will feel bliss.
To swim and hear the birds sing strong.
Inside of love,  I can’t do wrong.

And with my dreams I will touch sky
and question not inside a sigh.
The sun and brook gives power light.  
I know my life will be alright.

StarBG © 2017