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