Labeled Pic Of The Air

My thoughts are renewed each passing day

to convert

in lines that come from the soul.

So shoot me!

how trees drop their leaves when
in the fall, and change my ideas

for better.


I look with optimism to the world

listening to the birds sing their judge
that song in the fall
enjoyed giving

dominance of its existence.


This nature so full of beauty of birds huddled
, giving his morning

sing for joy and hope,
giving the certainty of life
of its existence in the field.

I am excited and looking at the world

small birds in the hopes of the first flight.

full of mystery I
look as stunning mountain and immovable


to discover the mystery in a step by step
walking in each location.
.

Diosaoasis: Renewing now my ideas.