As many of lakes rivers
and
beaches oceans in thin air
of
wisdom, closing beautiful
young eyes, imagine about
the
sound of southern wind, a
northern waves were
crashing
by suddenly, when many
different and colors birds
out
into the sky of joy,
they'd can
dance away like the wind
blows of east and west in
a far out journey of love
and beauty and passion in
the enchanted path, its
easy
to fall in love, only once
twice thirds fourth in a
row
to row, open peaceful eyes
of goodness, it discovered
the
whole entire world
Written by
Michael James Brindley
12-26-14
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