Fresh dew on fallen leaves
The smell of burning pine
Sunlight begins to crest over the hill
Enveloped in routine I hardly notice
A rabbit not far away
As peaceful as a cherub
Hidden between the brush
Fresh dew on fallen leaves
The smell of burning pine
Sunlight begins to crest over the hill
Enveloped in routine I hardly notice
A rabbit not far away
As peaceful as a cherub
Hidden between the brush
I want my life to be like elevator music Like 1980s water cooler talk Dimmed by sconces and the latest office scandal Bossa nova music and the scent of candles Dulled by suburban apathy and psychiatristsLaughter and clinking of glasses White noise and waves upon the...
I crest over a hill and seethe supple ocean waves blanket the sand,lapping at the grounds edgeRight at the point the mighty seaconnects to the stoic coast Harmony millennia longI am at the breast of the seathat gave the first lifeand holds more than any other Being by...
Her toes curl and pull up tufts of grassThe springtime breeze sings a muted melodyHer eyes fixate on the hole at the northern horizonA black speck among the infinite sea Above, the sun is flanked by cloudsAnd clouds by concave mountains crownedA stunning sight to...
This one is very comfy 🙂