Wednesday, May 4, 2011

The Brilliance of Being

light brightens the sky
the clouds pale to white
shadows passing me by
everything seems just right

ears binding sounds
entering chaotic mind
having no bounds
mine is what I find

warmth sinking skin deep
a gift from the sun
deer take a leap
enjoying life's fun

morning insects calling
dew burning into mist
arm rises stalling
fingers form a fist

adrenaline fires the blood
eyes searching and seeing
thoughts spread out and flood
realizing the brilliance of being

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