What DOES make the world go round?

Strange question??? Completely not in context with what I usually warble about???

Well…I guess…

Just need to slow down for that faction of a second and look around at the life that is passing you by…things that leave you awestruck and amazed….spellbound…

Early mornings,
Misty with rain
Dewdrops on leaves
Shining again

The birds sing out aloud
Their chirping a musical sound
How can you then
Even whisper aloud???

You walk through the grass
Naked feet in the mist
Feeling a part of it all…
Amazed at the way it feels!

The day goes by
Leaving you amazed
Noon light
Filtering through the leaves
Dappling with a weave effect

The night comes in. Softly
Disturbing not in the least!
Getting along with it
All its sensuous appeal!

As the day unfurls
It leaves me spell bound
Amazed, awestruck, speechless
In love with the beauty
That abounds all around

Close those cynical eyes
Blindfold the disbelief
Step back to enjoy
This moment in time
In all its hues
Steeped with All its beliefs!

Comments

Anonymous said…

Hmmmm. Strange! All I can hear is the sound of traffic and the smell of CO whenever i leave home .. and now .. even at home. hahahaha.

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