Therapeutic Imaginative

So easy; if the sun could crawl,
And shine light for those who freeze.
So hard for the moon to fall,
And show beauty for those who need ease.

So tempting for the world to conquer,
And remove all sense of doubt.
So moving; the ocean to claim the end,
And give the simple way out.

So soft are the whispers of truth,
That reveal the meaning with dare.
So elegant is the way of the world,
It is young and unprepared.

By: Micheal A.
May 21st 2005

So...relaxing...