This feeling.
All around me.
Makes time slow by.
Slowly awaiting.
The flow of time.
Letting it go by.
Feeling .
The wind.
Blow by.
As the breeze hits.
A smile comes.
Like the seasons.
Pass by.
Passing through.
Time .
That flows.
So gently.
And the silence
Is broken.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
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