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Took a simple walk today, just a fresh breath maybe a hint of springs first green Holding back so much ,simple is to normal, maybe becoming to ingrained Cool air brushes the hair, wafting across the sleeping roses ,but with spring rains their beauty will be seen Somehow as I stroll something is calling to go beyond the knoll,maybe that hidden feeling to be unchained My restless time wanting to roll in a new ambience,left wondering what will be the new scene Following along,feeling it flow, unsureness replaced with a new way to flow ,waiting for something to be explained Looking out ,not back ,no recount, taking trails toward a view that is new & serene While the willows breath helps me add footprints on a path,feeling new freedoms can not be restrained Hidden inside some emotions blind, will the new wind soon intervene Finally ripples reflect that glassy glow ,sights & sounds coming in, new beauty yet to be tainted Spring birds flutter ,grass greening like glitter, streams trickling,the scent & sight reflect across the water reminding me mother nature is still Queen. R.C.
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Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 9:04 AM UTC
THE POND MEMORIES FROM THE WATER
Took a simple walk today, just a fresh breath maybe a hint of springs first green Holding back so much ,simple is to normal, maybe becoming to ingrained Cool air brushes the hair, wafting across the sleeping roses ,but with spring rains their beauty will be seen Somehow as I stroll something is calling to go beyond the knoll,maybe that hidden feeling to be unchained My restless time wanting to roll in a new ambience,left wondering what will be the new scene Following along,feeling it flow, unsureness replaced with a new way to flow ,waiting for something to be explained Looking out ,not back ,no recount, taking trails toward a view that is new & serene While the willows breath helps me add footprints on a path,feeling new freedoms can not be restrained Hidden inside some emotions blind, will the new wind soon intervene Finally ripples reflect that glassy glow ,sights & sounds coming in, new beauty yet to be tainted Spring birds flutter ,grass greening like glitter, streams trickling,the scent & sight reflect across the water reminding me mother nature is still Queen. R.C.
A few feelings from a morning walk. Also determined to watch the bustle & color of spring from the river bank rather than a window:) I appreciate your reading and input is appreciated. Rick
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Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 9:04 AM UTC
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