That would be
the sweet voice,
the breeze
that rustles the
leaves of your mind.
The silent voice that
fills your heart with music
and your life with colour,
that cannot be seen and yet
stirs all things to beauty.
1-7-11
fromagreenhill.com
Inspiration
Published by fromagreenhill on July 3, 2011 - 05:54
Comments
skinner_jennifer | July 3, 2011 - 12:11
Hello fromagreenhill.com,
this was such a beautiful read.
I really enjoyed it.
Jenny.
SundaysChild | July 3, 2011 - 14:19
Nice
vmtwilliams | July 3, 2011 - 20:15
I like the simplicity of this poem. It's lovely.