All I could see was the pond just ahead.

Still and motionless, a peaceful blue bed.

All I could see were the trees swaying slow,

Carrying a breeze and the thoughts they know.

All I could see was the grass dancing smooth,

Green and delicate, a sight fit to soothe.

All I could see was the clear blue sky above,

And all I could feel was astounding love.

All I could hear was the wind blowing soft,

My mind cleared, and my mind shut off.

All I could hear were the birds humming sweetly,

A beautiful sound, language flowing discreetly.

All I could hear was the breathing earth,

My mind deep in the roots of death and birth.

All I could hear was the silence alive,

And all I could feel was the heartbeat of life.

Author's Note:

When I wrote this, I was hungry for inspiration. Then I remembered a dream I had, the memory still painted perfectly in my mind. So I created this poem, "All I Could Feel"

-I. Quill