At Peace

As the moon smiles upside down her face turning on the box so to speak ill news All one hears the devil's hate wars and killings Then switching of the poison finding such pure peace birds of all song singing in the air their magic gracing tunes Alone listening to the wind speaking sweet whispers enchanting sitting upon the steps patting the dogs head watching the breeze licking the reeds swaying in a dance I get up taking old faithful with me for a walk smiling touched by the sun shine warmth within Him with is nose regally flying gliding his each step dancing on each current of a breeze celestial such a moment holds spirit of purity Dazzling to the inner vision smiles Sitting down legs dangling over a brook bed listening to the stream alive talking deeply deep murmurs echo as I lay back to feel the water pulse moving breathtaking energy The shades of leaves shading yellow green to crusting golden Clouds shades of white pearl silver coating out to gun barrel grey crows cawing over head The mountain breezes breathing in pure unpolluted breathes out pure