Such lovely sensations Colorful flowers may make the night,
while the moon shines so bright
I sit here alone while new thoughts delight...
my flowing perceptions.
Is there something so wrong with that?
Hearing sweet sounds that most won't think or feel,
I go beyond these mental barriers
of my own constructions
And enjoy my mind's own creations!
my mind in conjunctions
with the Universal Ideals
What a sweet-sweet deal!
(Well, at least that is what one of the clouds whispered to me and the ground seemed in affirmation with the rock I was sitting on , and at least one tree leaned down in agreement) Shhhh! they said: you are an elemental like us....but...ahhh...well... ummm'...with a tongue, and we offer you a tale to tell...
So whoo-hoo!
I made a poem of it
What more (or less)
could I do?
