Look to the star-pricked sky,
high moon like
a pearl kicked onto
the dark silk stretched from east to west.
Find yourself in
the silence that plays
a sweet melody of thought.
Let the rotten
corners of your mind
fly into the satin sky.
All is forgotten,
Under a star-pricked sky.
Fly free
your divine
mind.
Pour into
our world,
your minds
gift
Who knew happiness
was something
to hold
A lonely palm
Happiness takes
Wraps itself
Into the embrace
Of your open self
My happiness
Holds me back
As I step into the wood
I hear nature’s song, oh so good
The song of a small bird,
he fills the world without a word
At the peak of a sweet crescendo,
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