The sun peeks over the distant mountains,
Bathing everything in a beautiful golden glow.
The dull glow of the rays gently tickle my face.
Warming me through to the soul.
Gentle breeze swirls my hair around my shoulders.
The twitter of moringing birds fill my head.
Peace.
Again, a very nice piece. Good title. I liked your 'Tunnel Vision' title too. The tone here captures the weather this week. Sigh.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Again, a very nice piece. Good title. I liked your 'Tunnel Vision' title too. The tone here captures the weather this week. Sigh.