journey escapes the seeds of where the driver wants too be leaving behind peddal blossoms covering the trail of despair tranquility descends a mountain top covered in the freshness that is untouched by the human hand delicate flowers powerful scent over taking the air's gentle breeze the evening shadow blankets the world that is unseen.
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
not only leaving the world you know but covering it up and forgetting about it but leaving it with no animosity, starting a new journey as tho you are just born.
You know me kickit...always will to look harder into the unknown....like I have a death wish....but I'd hate to say....if only I'd.....great write....new subject kind off for you....enjoyed...Niah
Hi, kickit, Every next moment is the world that is unseen - yet. It's good to think of each moment as a fresh start on an untouched journey. Thanks for sharing your insight with us.
cafetwo2010Harford county, Maryland USAAug 2, 2011
Beautiful expression of an unseen world where true peace resides..God has put eternity in the heart..ultimately nothing of this earth satisfies..
BilliegirlNotre-dame de la Salette, Quebec CanadaAug 2, 2011
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Every next moment is the world that is unseen - yet. It's good to think of each moment as a fresh start on an untouched journey. Thanks for sharing your insight with us.
and too mike I'm always going some where as a truck driver. but it's not a place described above.
kickit.