The breath of mystery
To live on earth and never see
The breath of life’s sweet mystery
Is surely such a waste of life
It makes one sad, and filled with strife
Beauty is to be admired
Yet many things that be desired
They do not have this quality
Mundane things be not for me!
I walk for miles amidst the trees
And let sweet nature shine in me
I love lakes and rivers too
These through my words I give to you.
When I’m old and bound to die
Let me beneath the blue skies lie
Then let this body join the Earth
As soul will seek another birth
When I come back, I yearn to be
A creature filled with mystery
Don’t bring me back a mundane fellow
Give me a life all sweet, and Mellow.
29 October 2013 @ 1420hrs.