My Precious Mind
Today dawn broke
No sunlight hues with reflections
The sunrise not in the skies
No hypnotic sights
I meditate to the dark blues
Shades of gray
It's all in my head
This really alleviates in my soul
Now perplexed with the calamity of rain
My mind sits and ponders
Thunder predicted
It becomes me instead
The loud rumble
I see visions
of pouring raindrops
The sound on my mind
I am stounded
In reality
This day I see
Challenges me a different way
I sit in solitude to a tune
The melody plays
The drops too play along
The sky so playful in my day
Yet still I see
I challenge the view
Viewpoints all so clear
Calamity ? does it appear
I recollect . I see visions
Of raindrops in my head
They dance to the music
Lightening strikes
And if the power should go out
I still see little candles candles
surrounding me
My precious mind
I'm not that kind
WIth moody blues
Calamity blues
I sense in my life
Is not of false perceptions?
In my eyes that I view....
Copyright © Stacey Law | Year Posted 2015
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