Give and take,
the untrained eye sees colors wider than those that have
viewed for such a time;
no longer can hope to catch.
Some sort of soft melody
But turn it up and it's always something
We dance to.
Eerie sense of knowing bringing on
such well being and serenity in deep
thoughtful pools set on a friendly face.
And we shall see where this wind takes us;
from inside a sense of something great waits.
