The light through the trees
Gives me hope, brings me joy
The light through the trees is a blessing
I’m bobbing along like a seafaring buoy
Feeling free supersedes second guessing
Gives me hope, brings me joy
The light through the trees is a blessing
I’m bobbing along like a seafaring buoy
Feeling free supersedes second guessing
The light through the trees
Is a nod, is a sign
I jog through the woods in a bubble
Blissfully distant from notions of time
And a bright world away from my troubles
Is a nod, is a sign
I jog through the woods in a bubble
Blissfully distant from notions of time
And a bright world away from my troubles
The light through the trees
Is a feast for the eyes
The light through the trees is transcending
The forest can see through the smoke and the lies
Now the light through the trees is descending
A poem by Sam Allen (ISB teacher, poetry blogger, and life coach). To read more of her poems, go to her website at http://www.peacockpoetryblog.wordpress.com
For a free no obligations 30 minute demo coaching session, please contact her through email at: samanthaallen2007@yahoo.uk
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