December 30, 2005
dreaming of the days
skating on the clouds
sweet flutes' aroma
muses' song is sown
misty drops surround us
drenching moisture, divine
floating outside the chaos
worrries all left behind
they smile when they hear
words planted in my soul
holy eyes wide open
heart of tender gold
precious moments blossom
season of changes is here
ride with us on wafts of air
listen and draw near
Type: Poetry
Author: Steve Robison