Follow the Breeze
What A Rush
The sun bright and beautiful
The sky a wonderful, metallic, light blue
Clouds puffy and white
Placed in the air with care
There is never enough
Look a few more
Off in a far away corner
Seeing the beauty behind every tree
Home sweet home
Is the place I love to be
As the birds are chirping constantly
Because they have so much to say
I walk and listen
Taking in every sight and sound
My mind is moved in a direction of complete peace
My body slightly moving swaying side to side
If I was a bird I would be gliding on the gentle wind current
Not a whim or a notion
Can anyone tell me
Which way to the ocean ?