I walked through the meadows
With thoughts wavering,
Like the swinging grass
Touched by the breeze.
I'm amazed how convenientlyHis thoughts fill me up,
From how much he
Lauds my presence in his life,
To how ingenuine, at times,
Those words
Of praise feel.
I abandon his world
For a breath of fresh air.
The water droplets on
The tree leaves,
Appear like pearls
In hues of green.
I wish I could
Trade those old memories
For some new ones.
It doesn't die out,
The affection, the adoration.
But, it sure makes me question,
Wasn't holding back
The plan?
First showers of the season,
Touch the ground
Passing through
My transparent soul.
I stand still,
Let it soak me
With positivity,
Charging me up
For a new reason.
Suddenly, I'm new.
I can't stop loving,
No, I won't
'Cause that is all
My heart beholds.

