The essence of the wind caressing my face;
Blowing my hair with it's warm embrace.
Sitting here... beauty all around;
The flowers, trees, and birds, singing their songs out loud.
So at peace, one with my surroundings;
Taking in the feeling of all things.
The smell of flowers, breath taking in its own;
Grateful for the things I've been shown.
Birds seemingly floating, and fluttering by;
Singing such sweet and lovely lullaby's.
A beautiful song to my ears;
One I've been longing to hear.
Allowing me to drift away in peaceful serenity;
To feel such a rush of energy.
There's nothing to compare it to;
Livening every part of my body through and through.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely uplifting poem Patricia. Well written.