I stood ontop a mountaingazing down and watching the trees i saw the beauty and then i knewthat nothing could be more carefree.
Trees swaying side to sidemoving to some unknown winddancing under the skyto some really wonderfull beat.
Branches moving scatering around some break, some fallall making a beutifull sound
leafs dancing upon the airmoving right , then leftall moving to the same melodyand not one single one afraid.
The air is clean and puregently caressing my cheeksgently moving the waterthats down at the creek.
Above the clear blue skybrids fly away as if to say goodbyethe sun shines so brightand then it slowly says goodnight.
A sense of piece arises in mand all my worries vanishi gently take a step backand leave behind the mountain.
yeah!!!!
I leave behind the mountain.
Trees swaying side to sidemoving to some unknown winddancing under the skyto some really wonderfull beat.
Branches moving scatering around some break, some fallall making a beutifull sound
leafs dancing upon the airmoving right , then leftall moving to the same melodyand not one single one afraid.
The air is clean and puregently caressing my cheeksgently moving the waterthats down at the creek.
Above the clear blue skybrids fly away as if to say goodbyethe sun shines so brightand then it slowly says goodnight.
A sense of piece arises in mand all my worries vanishi gently take a step backand leave behind the mountain.
yeah!!!!
I leave behind the mountain.
- Author: Lonelykaren (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 22nd, 2011 13:19
- Category: Nature
- Views: 41
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Comments6
I like this.........it has some sort of soothing tone to it......nicely done!!
Thank you. That is what i was going for.
thanks for the 9. 🙂
Good
I can identify with this - the peace and joy that comes from God's creation. Lovely poetry.
thank you thats what i was going for .
thanks for the 9 i really apreaciate it.
Really great gob
THank you.
Thanks a lot for your efforts.... (let nature be your teacher), nice poem Lonelykaren, keep going.
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