Somewhere
in time
there is place of beauty
where all the trees blow
and flowers grow
soft and pleasant
to the eye
and people laugh
and smile
holding hands
by the waters edge
the waves whisper
spray and mist
the grass is alive
the hills are green
and love blossoms
from inside
so pure with light
innocent
and free
and the colours of the sunset
bright orange purple and lime
bring fruit
as sweet
as honey
yes
this
is where I live
dream
and know
everything is ok
this is where
you shall find me
lost
somewhere
in time.
-CSCHWEIZER
16 July 2012
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