Written By: Wendy Stephany
Solitude - The state of complete
and total peace. How shall I
continue? Bliss - All that
there is - utter silence!
Flowers flowing in the wind.
Breezes of wild flower honey
sprinkling it's sweetness all
over me. How wonderous thine
eyes - the glory of the sun.
How shall I continue? Grains
of sand - slides of shiny form -
tiny bodies gliding under sun.
Breezy shadows laughing out loud -
smiling beauty. Wind blown hair
blowing in the rain - where the
forest meets with lands of life,
love and wild honey. Sweet thoughts
of all there is - yet nothing to
ponder -just of wonder - just of
solitude and wonderous visions
flowing forever and ever infinitum.