painting with the colours of Earth,
basking in the sunlight from a dream -
I play soft music on the wind
and listen as laughter passes nearby.

this moment makes life all but surreal
the warmth of approaching summer lifts my spirits
a gentle scent of freshly cut grass is a blessing &
the knowledge of a future uncertain seems distant.

walking through the wilderness of a city
mentally crusing through civilization (et al.)
I can't help but know with quiet conviction
living is happiness and memories are joy.

nary will I miss this day but neither will I regret,
passing through the sun and shade swapping
soft and hard, cold, warm, gentle breeze, smells
the air - the sky; I'm here, I'm alive, and it's enough~

05/30/2003

Posted on 05/30/2003
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