Thursday, October 13, 2011

What my soul intends

a whisper from the wind its never to far,
its never to late to blend in with nature,
the serene colors awaits your deep existence,
the mountain whispered on the edge of forever....

the endless linings of withered trees,
the chilling sounds of autumn breeze,
the resounding birds from down below,
so limitless and free with awing joy,
oh i embrace you at the birth of dawn,
what beauty you posses yet to spawn,
i am just a creature bound to the ground,
but on this  mountain i feel a sacred bond.

i want to be far in the mountain wilderness,
and i will travel far as my soul intends,
i want to be in the depths of the darkest forest,
where the sun will slip a warmth of light on my shadowy face.

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