Sweet Inspiration
As if the words beg to float from my throat,
But only spill with the ink of my pen;
Only with nature's embrace and sweet coat
Do I feel truth form in words and begin.
Solitary confinement- I'll find peace;
Only within, I can feel the soft hum . .
With each stroke, and spill, a gentle release
To nature's sweet music, pluck, and soft strum.
Nature shall comfort, wherever I go;
No matter the warm breeze, or the cold bite. .
Caressed by nature, rocking to and fro'
While I admire each beautiful sight.
So now that no one's here to inspire love,
I'll find it around, within, and above.
Copyright © Dana Smith | Year Posted 2012
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