A moment frozen in time;
Sublime and reclining
Speckled clouds in the sky.
A moment to reflect on
My minds eye divining
My mood weaves the meadows
in which I do graze,
Breeze on my face,
The echo
of natures innocence resounding.
What is this place?
Why is it so hard to reach?
Still to my bones.
So aware
so aware of it all.
This altered conscious hears my plea.
**A warm, deep breath
for my soul,
resetting life's toll on me.**
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 7:23 PM UTC
A moment frozen in time;
Sublime and reclining
Speckled clouds in the sky.
A moment to reflect on
My minds eye divining
My mood weaves the meadows
in which I do graze,
Breeze on my face,
The echo
of natures innocence resounding.
What is this place?
Why is it so hard to reach?
Still to my bones.
So aware
so aware of it all.
This altered conscious hears my plea.
**A warm, deep breath
for my soul,
resetting life's toll on me.**
