Perfect Gift
The green meadows are vast
The ocean of trees shadow will cast
The riding horses pick up dust
In the air falcon flies fast
The sunset above the lake is gold
The soft clouds in linen blue sky unfold
In trees wind whispers ballad of the old
The sun turns mist in the forest from green to gold
The hills endlessly roll
The sky sings song depth of soul
In spring grass grows wildly in autumn colorful leaves fall
In winter the wolves will give their eerie call
The ancient Gods protect those grounds
The black dogs echo their sounds
Beyond shadow quantum the spirit’s power astounds
The destiny is written in it and with it destiny resounds
This is the forest from which brought is Christmas tree
To ornament house is now its destiny
And as it looks to star of Bethlehem underneath it presents will be
As the Christmas lights surrounding it shine with mesmerizing majesty
There are green blue pink yellow red and purple lights
They are just artificial lights
But something about them spirit delights
Something about them especially the purple ones bring soul to new heights
In the golden white horse maine one purple light can dress
The purple light that way one can fully express
This way the house God of last fundamental place will bless
As it ornaments the Christmas tree and children’s souls will caress
The perfect Christmas gift to me would be an Eye
That lets you look beyond the sky
To the place where spirits fly
But more importantly where you are free and as beautiful as butterfly
Or the maine of this golden white horse
The real one not the common gold white of course
For this can turn simple purple light into energy source
And use it as finding first line of destiny resource
Patrycjusz Kopec 11/28/2013
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2013
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