Free Spirit
I hear birds sing,
I am their song.
I feel winds breath,
and I float along.
I smell flowers fragrance,
and become the scent.
When the trees tremble,
I am present.
I see the sky
I am a cloud.
I swim the sea,
depth endowed
I touch your face
and feel your heart.
I taste the spirit
of natures art.
26. June 2006 um 10:39
wow! simple serene sane superb!! no great words make u feel high than those expressed plain!
26. June 2006 um 11:04
Great poem. It feels good to be one…doesn;t it?
26. June 2006 um 11:58
Empty Vessel, Thank you! I appreciate your alliterated compliments
Don, It feels whole.
27. June 2006 um 15:49
Beauty-filled poem.
It flows well and has a peaceful nature.
In peace,
christopher donshale sims/UniverSouLove
27. June 2006 um 19:56
Thanks for stopping by Christopher!