And On That Day It Came To Be Poem by kellen davis

and on that day it came to be
that i found myself hopelessly lost,
searching for the soul i never knew
in an fake endless forest
where planted selfish egos grew.
I wandered aimless and hopeless,
not even knowing of what i sought,
until i stumbled upon a meadow
hidden under breathing skies of blue.

finally freed from my mental maze,
i sat and rested in the sylvan glade.
there I meditated on my muddled soul,
in a plight with something I did not know.
a gentle wind whispered a balmy sigh,
dropping dandelion snow down by my side.
the feathered flurries floating in the breeze
drifted beside swallows dipping through the lea.
bathed in the scent of sweet vernal-grass;
showered in the lazy hums of bees that pass;
washed in the crashing tides of verdant waves;
soaked in the idyllic tranquility of summer rays;
In the Elysian field, I cleansed the mire of my soul away.

and on that same day it came to be
that I found myself ardently collected,
searching for the destined soul ill love
in a caring endless forest
where cultivated hearts flower out of.
I waited determined and encouraged,
Knowing exactly where my heart directed,
until I spotted a white daisy stretched to the sun
waiting to be picked and given to the one.