Thoughts of the Mind

by traveller   Feb 13, 2007


The trees wave and dance above my head
while i lie on a broken rock
watching the leaves fluttering to the ground
as the birds sing, and declare to the world of their presence.

i stare at the fake blue sky
and i wonder of my future
that lies ahead of me
like unreadable script
flowing like the river
that idly goes on
near my feet

i close my eyes
and hear the ocean
washing in and out
in rythmic waves
pouding like the worries in my head
washing away the markings of the sand
and instead placing gifts of shells and coral

opening my eyes i'm back in my room
on my bed staring at the blank ceiling
that provides no answers
i hear the call of dinner
i close my eyes again

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  • 17 years ago

    by traveller

    Aww thank you! *hugs* that's very sweet of you.

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