Short Verses

Rising sun, waking up to the melody of waves

Rising spirits, waking up to the call of the melody

Walking on wood, seeking the red fire in shining armory

Soul walking, seeking unison with the fire within

Legs limping, thriving for the water of limpidness

Feet feeling, being washed off the past

My “I” searching, looking for the meaning

As the melody, fire and water unite, rendering a perspective

Difficult to learn and different to watch

My eyes have opened to the elements

Short Verses from a highly energized soul that found heaven in “a place which holds trash for the sun’s adverse effect on man"