Through the Eye's of the Dreamer
Through The Eye's Of The Dreamer ~
~
Velvet mist slowly rises
over emerald hills of silk
dripping dew taps in rhythm
as the sun climbs slow
Alone fulfilled in God's grace
purest water's wind and turn
as soft bough's roll in posy
a lilting swift sings
Beyond the Northern Rata
the wild fuchsia's vibrant glow
hang in gracious euphony
where moss slowly grows
As sunlight fades behind clouds
four undaunted Oaks stand strong
as natures teardrops tumble
beautiful the sound
~
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2016
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