I think, yes, sometimes I do think
Not about me, surprisingly
I think about the things I see
The things I hear, the things I feel
It isn’t as if there is a shortage
Of all these things
Just close your eyes and listen
You will hear and feel
And, then you will see
But not with your eyes
You will see with your heart
It is so simple if you just try
So, close your eyes and breathe
Breathe deeply into your soul
Let it all happen as nature intends

Prairie Storm