middle of the grass

October 15, 2008
Middle of the grass

When I stand middle of the grass

And close my eyes

Wind is blowing

Flower is whispering

The smell of grass start surrounding me

Only peace can exist

No confusion

No depression

All I have to think

All I have to consider

Is the beautiful color of grass

The Beautiful singing of grass,

The beautiful feeling of grass

I’m singing and singing for this beautiful grass

Pure feelings arise because of the grass

Feel happy that I’m in the middle of the grass

In the midst of peace

In the midst of happiness

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