I'll paint you a summer's morning
-one that's cool and wet with dew
The grass so green you can smell it
after all they dance and do- the animals
the birds would circle over head
and perch within their trees
And sing a song to wake the world
which brought our traveler to his knees
Quietly the traveler rose
His brow naked til the end of his nose
Chin and mouth capped with a beard of age
walking in a sway of to and fro
The sun still creeping up in the sky
For some time he was silent but
eventually he smiled a deeper smile
And hummed a tune that seemed to grow
The limbs slowly stretched out
in wayn and touched his coat
The fields gleamed a brighter golden as he passed
And as he went he knew
intimate peace had come at last
Only because he welcomed the truth

Wow this is amazing,

It really speaks to me, and kinda is like something I'm going through right now. Amazing job. Always an Inspiration.

this has great imagery... it's really amazing!

Wow. I agree; wonderful imagery! It's effective; I can imagine the scenes in my head.

i'm going to be editing this one up a bit.

Ohhh, nicely written.