The time I let myself become one with the world..A Poem by MagdelenaSometimes little things mean so much..I dream of moments surpassing all others
floating like a breeze on a summers clear blue sky
I lie in my hammock My arms over my head as I stare at the openness above. I watch the clouds slowly move on pass Lazy.. Is what I feel No means to do anything at all Listen to the sounds of the bees buzzing by Inhale the smell of fresh cut grass As it engulfs my senses.Eyes closed, I gently rock.
Moments pass.
Except just lie here and count the minutes as they pass.Time has no meaning, nor do I have any cares.
When was the last time I had done this? Let myself become one with the world? I ponder, yet no answer.. Do I really need one? No... Softly I feel the breeze move my hair gently off my neck.. Like a lovers kiss, the feeling so exquisite I sigh.. Peace has invaded my very soul!
My inner being that has been trapped for so long I relish it! Take it within and hug it to me. I am alone with my thoughts of null For none are as important as this This no-where land of just peace and dreams. Whether real.. Or not No difference
For the mind can imagine all it wishes Can put images where none have been before. It can create love.. Peace.. Happiness.. Such joy! This moment alone This pleasure I adore. This gift for myself This moment surreal. The time I let myself become one with the world. © 2009 MagdelenaFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on November 5, 2009 Last Updated on November 5, 2009 AuthorMagdelenaCharlotte, NCAboutHello to all; Been awhile since I been on. Most know me, some don't. Hopefully I can get to know the few that don't and catch up with all the other fine fellow poets/friends that have become so.. more..Writing
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