Happiness for me,
is sitting on a rock,
poking through melting snow.
Just a pebble,
Basking in untainted light
Fanned by a mountain breeze
Eyes rolling over clouds below,
Floating around peaks
Lost in the distance behind.
Soaring on a mountain top
While ocean waves role up,
sand tickling,
between my toes.
Fragrance of the sea
Melting cares lost floating,
In once swirling thoughts.
That is happiness;
At once,
One with lofty peaks
and
eternal sea.
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Happy Pebble
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