The spirit disintegrates
into something more simple.
Just being there, makes
your senses a holy temple.
The sights, the sounds,
the smells, the tastes,
the feeling of the cool
breeze on your face.
If you thought that
being here alone would
help clear your mind,
you've quite misunderstood.
For you will have no choice
but to overload your head,
with the numerous wonders
that are around you, instead.
But the miracle that occurs
is actually that, you will find,
being in this vast expanse of beauty,
gives you a peace of mind.
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PoetryThis collection of poems is my way of appreciating the world around us, and attempting to put the sheer beauty and wonder of Mother Nature into words. (cover pic or other pics not mine obvi.)
