Clouds are lowered all around
Like they're reaching for the ground
Mystic thoughts are quick to flow
How to describe it ... I don't know..
Like a scene from Heaven's gates
A cloudy mist here resonates
Leaving imprints on my mind:
Descriptive words are hard to find
So I ponder it.. here so still
And let its image move my will
To silent song and scenic thought
Till my words appear as ought
If you're willing and will look
Nature will instruct you like a book
Whispering secrets loud and clear
But your soul must lean to hear..