I swim in verdancy on my back; let the greyness wash my face
Atop the top of the toppest valley
Only half of me is here; I am only half here
Inhale, Exhale
I Take in the masterpiece above me; branches intertwining
People could learn from the trees
On my left I have Nothing; Nothing sticks around
Until he grew restless and took the path on my right
As my lids fall in tire; the Earth embraces me in sweet arms
Lying in my bed of worries
The wind so tender, so dear, kneels down to meet my cheek
And the leaves mutter in joy
When Nothing goes right; I find solace in trees
Let myself drown in the shade of natural love.
And patiently I wait for the sun to wake up
to illuminate the masterpiece
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 10:14 PM UTC
I swim in verdancy on my back; let the greyness wash my face
Atop the top of the toppest valley
Only half of me is here; I am only half here
Inhale, Exhale
I Take in the masterpiece above me; branches intertwining
People could learn from the trees
On my left I have Nothing; Nothing sticks around
Until he grew restless and took the path on my right
As my lids fall in tire; the Earth embraces me in sweet arms
Lying in my bed of worries
The wind so tender, so dear, kneels down to meet my cheek
And the leaves mutter in joy
When Nothing goes right; I find solace in trees
Let myself drown in the shade of natural love.
And patiently I wait for the sun to wake up
to illuminate the masterpiece
