It's all about quiet times... live it ... enjoy it...
In the quiet times
You can just lie back and see,
How clouds make faces at you!
How stars twinkle up high!
How lovely is the quiet view!
The setting sun blushes
As you gaze at it in the horizon
The birds fly silhouetted against the red
The lake shimmers like molten gold
And cranes fly near the river bed.
And as you sit back and watch
Sweet thoughts fill the soft quietness
Happiness overflows through your lips and eyes
The gentle solitude hugs you and fills you
With the mystic bliss of quiet times.
Poetry by Amy Valentina
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Written on 2011-04-23 at 15:42
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QUIET TIMES
In the quiet times
You can just lie back and see,
How clouds make faces at you!
How stars twinkle up high!
How lovely is the quiet view!
The setting sun blushes
As you gaze at it in the horizon
The birds fly silhouetted against the red
The lake shimmers like molten gold
And cranes fly near the river bed.
And as you sit back and watch
Sweet thoughts fill the soft quietness
Happiness overflows through your lips and eyes
The gentle solitude hugs you and fills you
With the mystic bliss of quiet times.
Poetry by Amy Valentina
Read 597 times
Written on 2011-04-23 at 15:42
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