Sunday, October 18, 2009

White House

felt the wind touched my hand

Leaves falling from tree to land

Unpaved road of dirt and stone

Grasses sings a soft, gentle tone


I walked barefooted, on the road side

Waiting for a friendly ride

Then I saw from far ahead

An old white house with roof of red


The house is lonely, windows of broken glass

It stood at the middle of the sea of grass

As the wind blew its frail body

i hear a silent cry, sad and eerie


I walked through the path of stone and mud

Minding not the tired feet that i have

Curious of what a lovely house this must have been

And what stories of life it might have seen


I stepped on the deck, wood creaked as i land

birds are chirping, as if watching every strand

Of my step as i enter the house of white

Showered with tiny beams of light.


Nothing of any matter was insight

Just a hollow space of dust and light

A door at the back creaked as the wind blew

i step closer, then, i saw a view


The view was spectacular, nothing I have seen

A heaven on earth this may seem

The sun was peaking through the mountains

Orange grass swaying in the bed of plains


I stepped outside as if the air

was pushing me on to something that's not there

I walked on as if a child for the first time

walked like i never walked, run like the earth was mine


then i looked back and saw the house of white

so this everyday what he sees looks like

I thought, the house was never really lonely

Just seeing this place, can make you happy.


-End-


The things in life that you like to get

are never really the ones you needed

happiness is found when you stop looking for it

and look behind to what really is worth it.

Contentment is always with us, we just don't notice it

But if we start to realize what we have and be thankful for it,

We can be happy and optimistic

Dream if you would, just don't forget to be realistic

It's all in the power of the mind

the secret to living a happy life is just behind

yourself, a true person with a kind heart

Not what they thought of you from the start

i always believed that everything has a reason

but don't blame anyone, if your life becomes hell risen

Cause the mistakes that comes to your life

is because of the choices you decide.

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