One day I’ll look back on this
As a small fleck of time
And see it as
The big revolution of my soul
Browsing tag: soul
Below The Trees
Below the trees is where I lay–
I wished to float free like the autumn leaves,
And gently live among the crisp fall breeze.
Here, confusion escaped me with relief,
And my troubles misplaced like snow-covered keys.
As the moon faded away the day,
I began to stray.