Oct 2013
Starry nights and grey clouds
Warm blankets on the ground
I lie here,
The wind dusting over my soft face,
Hearing the Earth's heartbeat,
As I close my eyes,
And drift to Mother Nature's paradise.
But still this emptiness
Twists inside my stomach.
It reaches down all the way to my toes.
This beauty, wonderful beauty,
Is too gracious to share all alone.
I slightly grin
And lightly touch the grass on the tips of my fingers,
How I wish to share this beauty.
We could hear her heart rate pace like bongos,
*** pumpum, *** pumpum, *** pumpum,
A gentle and muted sound.
How the wind sings and dances around us,
who even gets the leaves to dance.
The flowers hold hands and wait
for the moon to rise, before they drift to sleep.
Starry nights and grey clouds
Warm blankets on the ground.
I lie here,
How I wish to share this beauty.
Warm blankets on the ground
I lie here,
The wind dusting over my soft face,
Hearing the Earth's heartbeat,
As I close my eyes,
And drift to Mother Nature's paradise.
But still this emptiness
Twists inside my stomach.
It reaches down all the way to my toes.
This beauty, wonderful beauty,
Is too gracious to share all alone.
I slightly grin
And lightly touch the grass on the tips of my fingers,
How I wish to share this beauty.
We could hear her heart rate pace like bongos,
*** pumpum, *** pumpum, *** pumpum,
A gentle and muted sound.
How the wind sings and dances around us,
who even gets the leaves to dance.
The flowers hold hands and wait
for the moon to rise, before they drift to sleep.
Starry nights and grey clouds
Warm blankets on the ground.
I lie here,
How I wish to share this beauty.
I thought of this during SATs. I love walking on green fields and looking at the sky. Whenever I walked from the cinema to my house, with my cousin, we would pass my old school's baseball field and stare at the open sky. I wish I could sit with someone and talk about senseless things and enjoy the nature God gave us.
