Wednesday, June 07, 2006

That moment

You understand what you see around you
is what you believe it to be
A collection of everyone's personality
And the way they live it

So, you decide
Because you know what needs to be done
For whatever reasons you know, you just know
And, you always choose the best thing

And when that is the lens
You can smile about everything

It happens then, that the wind
blows gently over and embraces your arm
It rushes through your fingers
Warm soft water, it flows
over Everything

Your arm, hangs loosely, relaxed
Out of the car window
The world streams by
And the wind caresses, your palm
Holding it, softly

And you know
by the way the wind holds your arm
and lifts your hand
There is a meaning
The wind whispers,
"This is how it feels to be me"

And the moment feels like forever
Then rain comes, and you pull in your hand
On to the next adventure

You can't spend the rest of your life
with your arm just hangin' out the window
There's a lot more to enjoy

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