The Soul Print
Sitting in peaceful places
Upon Nature's natural faces
Silent sounds of the River's rushing
The Wind with the Trees harmoniously brushing
Quiet Clouds above calmly passing by
A Sea of blue and white that pleases the Eye
Mountains in the distance sit still in yellow light
The Sun ahead constantly coloring every sight
Never again will we ever be here
At this very moment let us not fear
For this is where the mind is content
This is where the Soul leaves its print
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Thoughts Before Bed
PoetryThis is the second part to Tale No One. It's not the same style of poems. This is a mix between scientific and spiritual. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy! Harry x
