With the early morning rainfall lightly, gently coming down, my surroundings slowly come to life. While I wash away all the dirt and grime from where I’ve come….my spirit is lifting. Stand on the cliff above see how the sea is breathing. The hills slide deep into the surf. Gazing deep into each other’s eyes
I beg you sir, hush, this bares repeating, I know sometimes it’s as if I’m sleeping, But It’s a Big Sur rush even the sky is dreaming. . Thank you for being you. It’s over the top, this life Iife I’m leading.
Let’s hike the hills we’re living; fulfilled with selfless giving, bow My heart is bursting at its seams. Seems the tales of yesteryear have come about, only antagonist changing. Don’t be the one to finally pull back the shroud…..the great Oz has spoken. Patience always outlasts the clouds.
Hush babe and dry those tears, Hush away the voices that make you fear. Hush one moment, be still, be clear. Hush in silence hear.
Here comes the cool wind breezin, a nest swing slightly swinging now. To and fro the afternoon away. Gently hold you always grinning, I’m in love. Pinch me I must be dreaming. Who knew just how it would all come to wind down. Just seems a silly thing that’s all. May you always and forever feel your loved.