Echo Thought
Sweet breeze I feel,
Across thy face,
As the flowers seal,
And the church spills grace,
The birds have meaning,
With a passion to fly,
I have visuals screening,
Each inch I walk by.
A gift lies within,
An echo from thought,
Letting the mysterious grin,
Fill in the right slot.
Oh, what a beautiful scene,
As movement is still,
Swaying grass is green,
Soaking in with skill,
A wonderful mind,
Receiving messages,
Waking up-on the grind,
Leaving behind presages.
Think today will be A GREAT day, and see how the world changes.
Copyright © Stacey Behal | Year Posted 2013
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