Timeless Conciousness - Poem by sarah sorkin
As i am soundless where i lay,
the warm air slowly glides off my face.
i never want to leave this place,
where all my troubles dissapear from my eyes.
No one can talk nor touch me here.
I think of what i wish i could do, or what i wish to be.
Its so nice to lay under the sun.
my soul remains timeless no matter the season.
The seasons are the nature’s beauty
This beauty we can hear in the air,
To think nature is dear and just stare.
I begin to stand up from my timeless consciousness,
close my eyes and open my arms out wide.
the grass tickles my toes from underneath me.
i start walking through the tall grass,
when all of a sudden i hit water from under me and make a big splash.
I'm on my knees as i peer down in the puddle of water and look at my reflection,
i see a little colored butterfly stuck in my footprint.
i pick it up with my two hands get up from my knees and slowly lift it off my hands,
i watch it fly away into the open sky.
i open my eyes and stay there more for the nature
and i salute nature for being my teacher
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