In Your Arms
Gazing into the distance as the sun slips behind the green
Leaves rustling the warm winds plays in my hair
Surrounded by the lakes’ gentle caress
Still waters interrupted by a pebble’s game
Forever, unending ripples a continuous circle
Of ups and downs smiles and frowns
Skies as pure as the thoughts rendered
Ticks and tocks left behind in the chaos
Stamping the moment in my spirit
Creatures of the air sing of sweet bliss
Lulling me into a place of peace
Blink now I’m lost in the disorder
Caught up in the treadmill of life
Clouds cover thoughts darken
Ripples swell to ominous waves
Threatening rumbles drown out all serene
Gust push and tug me back
Until I fall landing in your arms
And the lake returns to me for the instance
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