19 October, 2010

In a gentle breeze... I wandered lonely as a cloud

I wandered lonely as a cloud thats floats on high over vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of golden daffodils, beside the lake, beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze..

A gentle breeze...

A gentle breeze began to flow creating music to one's ears
Whence it came no one knows, yet it takes away all our fears
Possesing such power and might as it steadily warms the cool air
Leaves dancing everywhere in sight magical essence to those who dare

A single gift of beauty to behold
the soft wind felt upon your face yet in its fury it can be so bold
not evry moment is satin and lace
It carries the fragrance of flowers blending aroma of spring so rare
Hard to believe in winter it devours
but for now it's splendor we share

The mystical wind is like life itself for it contains both good and bad
never found sitting idle on a shelf
it can make one HAPPY or forever SAD.

1 comment:

farah acedo said...

what a very nice poem you got there beh!! So nice to ponder what life is really all about.. thanks for sharing..