Carolyn Brunelle


Feed The Soul - Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Sickened by the weight of it all
the clamor of the human stew?
Blinded by all its negative energy
like a cloud hovering over you?
Then come away for awhile
where the air is fresh and free,
reconnect to your nature
where even your soul can breathe.
Spend time in the natural world;
in its quiet beauty you will find
only steps away from the madness
lies a peace to restore your mind.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 16, 2013



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