All I could see was the pond just ahead.
Still and motionless, a peaceful blue bed.
All I could see were the trees swaying slow,
Carrying a breeze and the thoughts they know.
All I could see was the grass dancing smooth,
Green and delicate, a sight fit to soothe.
All I could see was the clear blue sky above,
And all I could feel was astounding love.
All I could hear was the wind blowing soft,
My mind cleared, and my mind shut off.
All I could hear were the birds humming sweetly,
A beautiful sound, language flowing discreetly.
All I could hear was the breathing earth,
My mind deep in the roots of death and birth.
All I could hear was the silence alive,
And all I could feel was the heartbeat of life.
Author's Note:
When I wrote this, I was hungry for inspiration. Then I remembered a dream I had, the memory still painted perfectly in my mind. So I created this poem, "All I Could Feel"
-I. Quill
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