Clouds morph past all around me, A thick layer of mist surrounds me, Feelings of peace, never cease, Enlightenment deep inside me. The flowers bloom around my head, Sunny skies defeat all dread, They bloom and blow, wither and grow, I’ve found peace, just like I said. Sitting on the green grass lawn, I close my eyes and then I’m gone, She comes for more, she’s at the door, The Reaper, man, she comes at dawn. I’m more than thrilled to meet the Reaper, I just go down to see and greet her, She says “stay there” and the vanished in thin air, And that was the last time I seen her.
Cadence is good and the rhyming on time! I liked the way it sounded in my head. Morphing clouds - very good description for isn't that just exactly what they do?!? Boy that topic could be a poem in itself, I know I've spent many hours just dazing and dreaming at the clouds...I'll be looking for more of yours...
Thats a beautiful 1st stanza. The whole piece flows and speaks of fearless maturity. Thanks for the good vibes, love to hear it set to music.
Dammit, why are the talented people always on the other side of the world!! Love the title by the way!
Wow man,... The life/death positive/negitive ying/yang of this song lets ones imagination run wild in the naked streets of a new sunrise. Excellent work!