Conscience

I leap, Landing on the flowerbed below. Pedals scurry, Pollen sneezes, And the grass tickles my feet. I giggle a little and smile. It’s a soft feeling, a soft smile. A sun aloft in the sky, The breeze slight. I drop to my bum. A hard thud. I giggle once more and smile. It’s a soft feeling, a soft smile that follows My fingers graze the sleekness of a white pedal The flower shudders beneath me, yet strongly holds I look at the widening sky and see a freedom hidden along it. I giggle once more and smile again, It’s a soft feeling, a soft smile that follows after wishing The closer I gaze, I see the shapes, the animals, the trees, the wind. The everlasting peace dropped in the atmosphere surrounding. I giggle and smile once again, ever widening. It’s a soft feeling, a soft smile that follows after wishing for But the thunder clouds roll in and there comes a soft drizzle. I giggle quietly, I smile just slightly. It’s a soft feeling, a soft smile that follows after wishing for that life I giggle just slightly. The smile barely there. It’s a soft feeling, a soft smile that follows after wishing for that life no longer here. It’s a soft feeling, a soft smile that follows after wishing for that life no longer here, I whisper, Into the storming wind.