ever heard the sound wind makes,
blowing through the limbs and leaves,
as beautiful as limitless serenity,
water flowing down a fall,
gliding against giant glistening rocks,
never seeming to be able to stop.
maybe its me,
maybe im crazy,
or maybe its everyone else who is lazy,
never listening,
only talking,
forgetting the sounds of all the living,
only worried about those women stripping
its true though,
i tell no lies,
im beginging to think we're all just blind,
enough rambling back to the point.
Nature is calling us all to her,
most of us deaf to her beautiful words,
its not about money or fame or glory,
theres little to tell in lifes wicked story,
its about living life,
and flying high with the birds,
with the times passing by,
and the memories a blur,
maybe its only me who sees them soaring,
tell me....cant you hear the dragons roaring?
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