Some Things

Some things are very dear to me,

Though I know not all the secrets of this world,

I shall die a happy lover of this Earth,

Whose climes of green and gold prevailed,

An iridescence of the spirit of life bathing me.

Some things are very dear to me,

Like kindness shown often without discrimination,

And rain by the ocean, sunsets at mountaintops,

Through I have not travelled to all the continents,

There is still love and music, nature and history,

These things shall always ring true to my ears,

And my eyes have been blessed to witness it all;

Such being the course of my simple gratitude,

I shall enjoy this creation for all its magnitudes. 

~ by pressedintolove on August 22, 2008.