A Meadow Away ....

A meadow away I think through my day My thoughts are sweet like honey and wine A thought in ones mind wonders whats inside Long grass to hide poppy fields disguise Sunset a beauty to ones eye A breeze through the brances I hear the sounds that sense my perception I smell the nature that surrounds I feel the temptation that grounds me I hear the voice from the meadow It calls my name Like a feather flying through the air Its a tune from the deepest of sounds Call my name call my name A meadow away I think through my day ....