The time is still, but is flowing,
Like the water in the brooks,
It seems so calm and still, yet it flows
Towards the destiny that it took.
Having a smile on my face,
And serene and calm eyes,
Am I breathing right now
Watching the bird that flies,
On the endless, limitless sky.
It is just me, my soul, my spirit,
And the sunshine, the river bed, the foliage
Beside, My elation now has reached a summit,
Never did I feel so earnest,
Never did I fell so noble,
Never did I feel so magical,
Never did I feel so able.
But this time would reap,
This moment would wane,
Like a wave hit the sandy coast,
Memory would it be, sound and sane.
But this memory that I had in peace,
Would put a smile back on my face,
When I would be lonesome and sad,
It would bring me back some Jolly grace.
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