I search to find the contentment of a
quiet place,
fresh and serene.
Looking at
the skies overhead which are colored
a
beautiful aquamarine.
Not one single
cloud, in sight, in the sky anywhere
I might
look.
Hearing now again the pleasurable
sounds signaling
a nearby brook.
The
birds are singing joyously yet another
cheerful
sweet melody.
Quite leisurely
strolls in a lush green forest waiting
ahead
for me.
Dreamy visions of a waterfall
captivate every single
part of
me,
Cascading down the rocky mountain side
totally and
completely free.
As a
fresh breeze blows the waterfall mist so
softly
into my face,
A pleasurable moment
to pause and be refreshed in
this wondrous
place.
Wild flowers covering the ground
everywhere that
I might glance,
Their
sweet fragrance permeates the air putting
me
in a trance.
Needed rains from the
skies overhead to replenish
the dry
earth,
Depended on by many different things
it's hard to
measure its
worth.
Thoughts remembered of the many
visits to every
ocean shore,
Visions
return of all the lovely waves, their
beauty
hard to ignore.
The tears flow
freely, sometimes, from somewhere
deep
inside,
A cleansing of my soul, of sorrow or
happiness, not
to be denied.
Wherever
I can find the peaceful waters, is where
I
want to be,
Because when the beautiful
waters flow it sets my
spirit free.
©
Brenda Sparkman
September 27, 2006
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