Save Yourself || Poems

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The suns setting

The leaves are falling.

Sitting down in the grass, the air gushing through my face

As the notebook sets in my own lap as I look up in a daze.

I came here to mediate and to be inspired

In times I'm down or wether I'm tired.

The sunsets colors shining through the skies

Sometimes I wonder, what is it like to fly?

As your arms soar up and the cold air washing through your body

You'll smile and be happy.

Orange, yellow, pink and red

The colors set, it is said.

As the darkness overcome but it still was beautiful

Because even in dark times the stars are there in times that are pitiful.

The small speck of lights, twinkling through the night

It gives us hope and fight with all our might.

As I stood up and walked away

I can't help thinking of the beautiful place, it is beautiful in its own way.