Thursday, April 15, 2010

Sensitive Greens

Sensitive greens...

Holding tightly to the sounds of breathe
To the complexity that is unraveling before these greens 
Fluidity composed of such grace and poise
A phenomeneon I must connect to.
My unquenchable thirst

Beauty, who pinned that word
Overused like love 
Something so magnificent
Needs it's own dictionary. 
A new type of language, one much deeper
A style that resides with Greek goddesses in their glory
One that dwells with fairytales and magic
A tale of it's own 
Paradise perfection,
That is what I face 
This phenomeneon, you reside in solace
Blessed to see, to be a part
To allow my senses to absorb every second I can

What a wonderful life I live