I am from the stars, the moon,
And the evening sky, shining
And gazing down upon the earth.
I am from the lark’s song, from which
Its melody, ladens the earth in serenity,
And transforms the chaos, to peace.
I am from chocolate, the way it melts
In your mouth, and you feel that
Smooth texture, and for one blissful
Moment, you feel good.
From the docks of Maine, I come, where
Nature and its beauty rule. Longing
To see its elegance once again.
I am from my own peace of mind, calm,
Unique, and filled with the wonder
And innocence of a child.
prfound piece this one could make the longfellow journal I told you of in my guestbook sign
I hail from the shores of RI so I can totally relate. I do not miss the cold, but I do miss the Atlantic mist. Thanks for the memory. Linda