02/04/03

April 2nd, 2003 by Rose

Hands and arms reach upwards to lift

Mind travels miles in actions swift

Looming mountains await a sign

Presence of my soul, it all mine

Calmness screams yearning to be free

Third eye look, ponder to see

Vastness forward and beneath

Patiently there lays a wreath

Caged soul lifts wings to fly

White cotton clouds placed in sky

Infinite space upon my eyes do lay

Hands clasp together, and then I pray

Beauty unspoken, this scene, I think of you.