Monday, May 31, 2010

Perfect setting*

Prefect setting*

I sit outside and write this poem
I love this reality as it is my home
I savour all the smells of trees pine
I think to myself that this is fine
I gaze upon the vastness with no clouds
I can hear one hand clapping really loud

Dom*Colucci 2010

4 comments:

  1. Sure, Now you can hear it clearly, for you have erased from you your biggest obstacle - your personal history.

    LOVE

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  2. My Dearest Shiamala...yes no justifications or explanations ever..enjoy as well(+)
    Dom*:)xo

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  3. dearest soulbro,
    this is what peace and happiness is all about.
    lots of love.

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  4. Golden Lotus of God's Love....just like the Adirondack but in my back yard..peaceful and cool with the birds singing and playing so gleefully and some peace to make these poems...enjoy as well(+)
    soulbro*:)xo

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