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peom about finding peace |
| Where have I gone, Bags of happiness, Sticks of hope, Mirrors of smiles, Beams of hugs, Nothing is empty, Nor either dull, Life of walks, Breathing forests of flowers, Where have I gone, To a place of forever after, A pick me up with nature, A hope of a smile from a tree, Not dullness just blissful, see Being able to laugh without judgement, Breathing without the reins with all the goodness Where have I gone, To a place of forever after, The aches the begin to behave And old scars disappear and migrate Refreshment comes to the skin, Like walking in waters from mars, No aisles of shops, or people or bars, Taking time for your soul, Away from channels of I want, & of U-Tube videos, Just clean air, tree sap, and universal belonging Under the moonlit sky, and the miniature worlds beyond Trees and lakes all majestic beauty, like a Saturn express This is where we should go when we need to soul rest Where have I gone, A place of forever after, Thank you for reading. Karen |