Lay down on the green grassy fields.
Recall the memories in nostalgia.
Feel the warm comfort that good nature wields
And listen to its wondrous sonata.
Look up at the white shifting clouds so high.
Let your thoughts and dreams take its early flight.
The birds fly ‘round you and into the sky,
As the sun bask you in a golden light.
As the wind whispers softly to your ears,
The leaves begin to whistle together.
The atmosphere begins to rid your fears,
And glance at the view that’ll last forever.
Close your eyes as your hands start to entwine.
Think of HIM during this peaceful state.
Assure this and everything’ll be fine,
For HE will be the lights that guides your fate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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