Ones Own Dream

Whispering tinkles speak to my soul so clear. Curving styles go past as I watch so sincere. Restful unbroken missions set my spirit free. Rolling scents accentuate emotions in me. Scenes such as these are my haven from pains. Emerging sprays from graceful heavenly rains. Pouring down gently they separate the current, In such a stylish way this halts any kind of torrent. This stream that I call natures blessing these days, Has a sanctification of its own in so many ways. As if God has given consent for a miracle of peace. To which has been shared with me in special release. In dedication of the honor that I have to share with you, Praising nature that he gave to me and everyone else too, I write about my precious secret stream for all to know. Revealing its location is to allow one and all to go. Though there is not any one location that you can find. There are many secret places where one may go to unwind. All the wonders of nature drift along any brook or stream. Anyone just has to take the time to find their own dream. Written by Cecil Hickman Date written 09/22/2011 Written for Sponsor Francine Roberts Contest Name Flowing water