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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I took a ride through the park to relax my mind I stood on top of the hill observing the burnt trees standing patiently waiting for someone to take them in The entire place was empty and the smell of wild berries saturated the atmosphere The damp air rest upon my nose wetting my appetite and seizing my mind I mingled with the universe licking it with my breath and soaked up its sweat Everything was awfully quiet and the universe blended with my soul I wrapped my arms around it and it made me completely whole The trees stood at peace and my body felt at ease I stumbled upon a tiny barking dog that was going the other way but when I glanced at it, it became quiet and walked away The fresh air brushes over my skin and ignite a sensational feeling within I felt free as a bird in the tree and no one could ridicule me I kept riding until I stumbled upon a group of ducks converged in a big meeting Four brown ducks encroached on the side of the track picking at the grass and sixteen more gathered in-front of the pond having a deep conversation I stood among them but they did not fly away I started to talk to them and in a few minutes we all became friends I spent some time observing their movements and ingenuity They are birds with souls and they can never grow old The moment quickly passed so I bid them goodbye and crossed the stream The big park lay bare with trees standing still waiting for winter to appear There was nothing to amuse me and nothing to keep my company I was looking for a sign that could lead me to the gold mine I searched high and low but nothing was below so I crossed the bridge to exit the to the other side And just as I reached the top of the road a short Asian man wearing a cap with the number seventy six attached to it crossed my path I said hello but the number on his cap stood out I scanned it with my brain and think about it on my way I crossed the street and enter my favorite spot in the park The overcast spell scatter damp air everywhere and it felt a little chilly I rode along the track and hum a little tune but something was waiting to deliver a message to me As I showed up at my favorite spot the phrase ''bloody river" spoke out I parked my bike and sat on the rock and try to erase what I have heard so I focused on the sound of water running down the river The water was crystal clear and there was no sign of blood anywhere The water ran speedily beating up on solid rock and listening to me as I pray The birds were silent and only the sound of water could be heard flowing down the river In my meditative hour I asked the master to give me brain power and show me where to go but I didn't get the answer I want to leave this place but I don't have anywhere to stay I know that I would do better if I get a good offer and leave this place But they continue to play me for a fool and I continued to be used I kept walking looking for another sign so I grab my bike and push it along the track Suddenly a squirrel crossed in front of me and ran up a tree on the other side of the bush and join another squirrels they scamper up and down the trees as if they were mating Does God speaks through squirrels I doubt he does I crossed the street on the other side of London Town And there it was on the ground a squirrel walked infront of me on the asphalted road its as if it was taking me somewhere I kept my eyes on it and walked behind it It glanced at me occasional to see if I was following Then it ventured off the road and ran up a tree in London town Another squirrel waited on another tree next to it And they both played merrily chasing each other up and down the tree I got on my bike and rode down London town and the long line of traffic astound me where did they all come from I have never seen so many cars on the streets The traffic backed up from the top of London town stretching all the way down as if a dignitary was in town I rode pass them feeling strong and tall Now I know where God is leading me but how will I get there? when my pocket is dry and bare Its like striking the set after the show everything has to go twenty ducks, seventy six and the squirrels walking infront of me running up and down the tree and leading me to my destiny There was no sign of blood around But the hidden voice says bloody river.
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