DRIFTING AWAY

My mind can’t handle the world’s chaos.

My thoughts are drifting to a peaceful place,

where the sky meets the mountains and water

in luscious shades of blue.

ENJOY THE VIEW

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I need to clear the cobwebs,

clear the bad thoughts,

erase the worries.

Instead, I want to see a place

where birds chirp and play,

where mountains soar high.

I lift my face to the sun

to the beauty of life,

to the puffy white clouds.

Join me.

FLY LIKE THE WIND

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Fly like the wind

Along the country road

Past rolling plains,

Majestic mountains.

Beauty on every side.

A WINDOW

A window to the world.

A window to beauty.

Snow-capped mountains.

Swan-filled lakes.

The pounding waves of the ocean.

Fields of flowers.

Adventure.

Romance.

Mystery.

Open your mind

to the possibilities.

Wake your senses.

Can you feel the sea breeze?

Can you smell the flowers?

Can you hear the seagulls’ cries?

Can you taste the salty air?

I can.

BLUE

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BLUE

It calls for me tonight.

I will close my eyes tight.

I still can see the blue.

It lights up me and you.

I open my eyes and see

what I don’t believe can be.

Mountains and water so blue,

that your face reflects it too.

ALONE

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One with nature.

One with the mountains.

One with the lake.

One all alone.

A CERULEAN SIGH

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A Cerulean Sigh

Mountains reach for the sky,

Arms reaching so high.

White cotton balls drifting by

On a Cerulean sigh.

The cold air hits my face

As I pick up my pace.

I must get home soon post haste

Before my nest falls to waste.

Babies wait for mother

And not any other.

Beaks open wide for some food,

Squeaking in their frantic mood.

I can see my nest from here.

I soar down as I draw near.

Little heads bop up and down

As I dive closer to ground.

Chirps of joy greet my ears,

Helps allay any fears

That an intruder entered my domain.

I am happy that all appear the same.

FLY FREE

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In the dark, we fly free.

We’re not afraid to fall.

Above mountains and sea,

Goodbye to one and all.

Where will we land?

We do not care.

Could be the sand

or a hunter’s snare.

WHAT DO WE NEED?

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What do we need?

Perhaps, a stream of water.

Some mountains.

Sunshine.

Flowers.

Birds chirping.

We require little

to survive.

Yet the world provides us

with so much more.

A Field of Flowers

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Through a field of flowers.

Pink petals in my hair.

Follow the babbling brook.

At the mountains I stare.

Green grass for carpeting.

Wisps of white clouds float free.

White snow caps the mountains.

Grey rocks all I can see.

Grey surrounds oasis.

A mirage that can’t be.

Flowers lift their faces.

An illusion for me.

LET THE LIGHT IN

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My mind is foggy today.

I need to clear the cobwebs.

Throw out the excess garbage.

The bad thoughts.

The worries.

All to the wind.

And think of a pretty place.

Where the birds chirp and play.

Where the mountains soar high.

Where windows bring in the light.

I can lift my face to the sun.

To the beauty of life.

To the smell of grass.

To the puffy white clouds.

I’m there right now.

Come and join me.

IMAGINE

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Follow the yellow lines.

They take you to the future.

To where no man has trod.

To pink mountain tops.

To snow-filled valleys.

To fluffy white clouds.

To wherever your imagination

Wants to take you.

Happy trails!

A WINDOW

A window to the world.

A window to beauty.

To snow-capped mountains.

To swan-filled lakes.

To pounding waves of the ocean.

To fields of flowers.

To adventure.

To romance.

Open the window.

Open your mind

to the possibilities.

Wake up your senses.

Can you see the rocks

along the shore?

Can you feel the ocean breeze?

Can you smell the flowers?

Can you feel the hot sun

on your face?

Can you hear the seagulls’ cries?

Can you taste the salty air?

I can.