Inhale thy thoughts of relaxation, as thy eyes close in revelation. Sunlight beams, with colors mixed, and eyes fixed on watching dreams. Feel thy warmth that daylight brings, as thy sit beneath such evergreens.
Allow thy peace to consume thee, as tranquil streams beseech trees, vines of life bound and bend, embracing thee with serenity. Thy soundless breeze encircles leaves, forming sounds of rustling greens. Breathing thy rhythm it seams, inhaling peace, and exhaling streams.
Nature paints thy truth within, unknown to man's highlighted kin. Flowers sprout, for bees to see, raindrops feed thy nature serene. Hidden truths bound within, through deep dark caves, and oceans space. Sky's are filled with heavenly birds, that mix thy colors of tranquil spurs.
All thy senses form thy truth, bound to life and heavens clues. Earth relives thy soul bound tithe, bought and saved through thus might. Though beauty is held in highest esteem, it is only a fleeting regime.
Words of old and words of new, bound by true and beautiful hues, Oh thy knowledge is never ending. Blessed in life through heavens sending, tell me true, unknown to blues. With choice made known and choice with-held, what is right and what is wrong?
Though human life hath grown since old, thy time bound mind holds no gold. Yet answers are formed from questions of old, found within life long lived and gloriously bold.
In truth thy state, that heaven holds council. Pure and white with colorful might, blessed and seen throughout centuries. Ask thee then, that thy held worthy, of life in realms profound council, is blessed with sight and majestic light.
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PoetryWith a history unknown, shall thy truth of thus past grace thy generation of thus day and age? As thy decade upon decade escapes thy time encased tranquility. Is thus spoken to be of physicality or only part of thy mentality? As of molded thought ha...
