Diane's Poems

Glory Land Bound

Beautiful Water Rush

 

   


Beautiful Waters Rush

Rushing water down the stream winding fearless I must dream

 I see the water flow,I dream of you and wonder where we will go.

 

The stream is Rushing down the falls

Twisting and turning as it hits the beautiful Flowers in the deep cove

Wondering all the beautiful dreams, with Red Flowers, with white

As the Valley Cries through the hills up high

 

It is full of Passion,

and forceful rushing down the stream

My mind wonders of Beautiful  Dreams.

I meditate at the Valley of Paradise

Where the stream is at the end of the Water Fall

with such lovely Flowers, so sweet,  and wonderful

meditation ,  I can stay for the calming at the bottom

of the cool beautiful stream.

Just meditate by the Beautiful Dreams

That Peace will come again  It Seems?

"Why do we fight like this"?

Over, and over it always seems.

 

Where do we go from here?

I meditate each day, as the Beautiful Water Rush

is here to stay.

 

My life sometimes seems so gray,

For all the answers to you I pray.

Take it one step at a time,

I will be hoping it will all be like the Dreams

A wonderful ending by the side of the  Beautiful  Stream

at the Waters Rush......

~Linda Diane Wilkerson~

March 13, 2006