PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

the tree on the hill blossems with the light of the moon.

softness is the breeze that tickles the branches.

caresses the bark with the hands of a angel.

soft sweet kisses of rain fall from a cloudless sky.

moving the leaves with the gentle precussion of an opera.

soothing and cooling are the elements of life

that flurish and paint the grass benith.

i lay my head on this coolness of the night.

feeling the components of the earth flow thru me.

almost as if the powers that be enlighten me.

recharging my soul.

here i lay

by this tree

glowing from the love of creation.