(Poem courtesy - Nature's Hand)
Walking towards a wishful dream,
By your side a crooked stream,
Above, the clouds are fluffy cream,
No longer do you want to scream.
By your side a crooked stream,
Above, the clouds are fluffy cream,
No longer do you want to scream.
The air it smells so sweet.
The birds go, twitter tweet.
Soft grass to place your feet.
You groove with nature's beat.
Out here, there are no cars.
Out here, there are no bars.
Nighttime brings you Venus, Mars;
Uncountable amounts of stars.
Take it all in friendly stride,
Don't ever feel you have to hide.
This is where you reach inside,
And spread your wings; feel them glide.
And as the seasons come and go,
You'll see the stream begin to grow.
Filled by your whole life you know,
Carried in the winds that blow.
Listen to the song it sings-
Love and peace is what it brings.
Sharing all the little things,
Smoothing over dents and dings.
That what living's all about.
Never fill it up with doubt.
Look real close to find this out-
Always seek the kinder route.
And you will see, my oldest friend,
This dreamy life, it has no end.
There's always more beyond the bend,
Nature's hand, a limb, to lend
