“Un Seenâ€Â
I am perched above a waterfall,
In amongst some ferns and leaning on a mossy rock
Contemplating life with the wind of time
Blowing gently on my face,
The vision growing weak but the spirit still remains
And in the distance – not too far I hear some soft refrains
And my hearing strains
To hear the sounds around me echo.
Now down below I feel a presence so I flatten down to see
What is happening as it unfolds in delicate shades of youth?
Into the field a young girl has run she twirls around having fun
As though she owns the world, her stage
And I am invisible on this page.
She stomps around in her brown suede boots
Pounding the dirt and the wilted flowers
Her blouse is billowing in the breeze
As she twirls and whirls enchantingly
In the empty field between the trees
It brings back haunting memories of how I used to be
So innocent footloose and problem free.
So dance and stomp and seize the day
Don’t let that magic drift away,
Hold and cherish this memory.
explanation.
This, I woke up with this morning and could not stop it from playing in my brain. I tried to recapture the essence however I lost some of the flow and direction once my brain had fully woken up.
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