Sunday, October 25, 2009

Under the pine tree*

Under the pine tree*

Ah yes, a nice summers day
I leave my work post to melt away
I find solace in my morning chores
Head out in the world to shut the doors
I take a walk down to a quiet spot near
And when I get there my Spirit is here
Now I go inward to find who is me
The me that I find is under the pine tree.

Dom* Colucci
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