I felt the warmth of the <br />Redness of the skies <br />It stared and soothed the <br />Deadness of my eyes <br /> <br />I saw the sway of the <br />Branches in the trees <br />It changed with ease <br />And showed me how <br />It flowed with worldly breeze <br /> <br />I bathed in the gentle <br />Going of a stream <br />With all the things <br />I have ever been or seen <br />And all I have come to mean <br /> <br />Moment to moment <br />As all changes always <br />And thus is all the same<br /><br />mark whe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bree/
