Peace In The Wild

May 22, 2010
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As my head rests on a cloud of nature,
I envision no other place,
Just the heaven that surrounds me,
That surrounds my soul,
As I breathe in my golden dust off stems and grass,
Smell my emerald aroma that comes into me,
See my beings that surround me as I relax,
Enjoy the circular beams of warmth,
That encircle my body,
And clear my mind,
No impure thoughts penetrate me,
And as my eyelids shut,
For an everlasting slumber,
I think one last thought,
Peace is closer than it seems,
And I drift away in a meadow of never ending life.

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