I sit upon my balcony, my eyes this view does hit
Hills of green, stretched out for miles, beauty here now sits
The ground it is so rustic, some rocks embedded so
Footprints where many feet have walked, taken on their trip
Up above the sun is placed, there within the sky
Light is settling everywhere, perfect on the eye
Little birds are settling, their beaks do capture worm
The ground before a perfect place, there to feed the world
Eyes now see a galloping horse, man aged, is sitting so
Clothed in his attire, a saddle brown does show
Up he looks, his hand does wave, mine it sends one back
Sitting upon my balcony, this vision I keep track
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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