Beautiful Mind Of Words

Something more then ever, being outside when the wind was carrying on and on soothingly, the suburn words in rhythm, the danceable clouds were attached to the mind of wilderness was coming into it, untwine the sun will be set in stone, depending on the bright side of life, to smell the delicious and scrumptious moonshine flower in any color, every single wavy tree  came loose and gentle perfectly, a classical grass can be straight-up and down statically, when you heard the heavy and light waterfalls came down south of splashy sound on the well-going ground, it might and shell be the round-up, but it looks like the mind to restore Thee, all that hypocritical and critical dream is worth something in the opportunity land, closed the twinkling eye, imagine of antique style to set in foot, open your eyes to discover and recover the mind either way

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-4-18