Free Spirit

free spirit

prolific despite the norm

poetry enveloped lying leaves

words swirling from the page

can you hear the wind whispering words

most of them don't understand

there's something deeper here

you are not afraid to be

'nature's first green is gold'

light lilts autumn leaves

poetry and prose

artistic eye paints the world

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we hold the brush

the sun kisses the earth golden red

thoughts and beauties

they have yet to see

crimson autumn


songs and melodies that have gone before

by artists who saw what we do

simplicities. r a i n d r o p s

try to catch melting melodies

watch them fall celestial silence.