In awe of natues beauty <br />I lay upon the water of the sun. <br />to soak my mind over matter <br />as time moves on. <br />towards the running water <br />lays the pipe of Gold. <br />to win this life of mourning <br />to overturn the sun. <br />that i will always be churning <br />to be number one. <br />now that i am humble i have learnt <br />the power of me, <br />to learn that life has meaning <br />sitting under the tree.<br /><br />Rodney Rod Smith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-hold-the-key/
