Amongst forgotten meadows
she lay
her heart still
her thoughts free
her mind scattered
on the cloud of imagination
Amongst forgotten meadows
she lay
her heart still
her thoughts free
her mind scattered
on the cloud of imagination
I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.
November 26, 2016 at 12:48 pm
oh very nice, very soulful ❤
November 27, 2016 at 8:38 am
Thank you so much!
November 26, 2016 at 12:55 pm
Lovely words.
PS I’ve stood in that exact spot 🙂
November 27, 2016 at 8:39 am
Thank you so much Richard! 🙂 I think us writers/artists have been in that spot a few times 😀
November 27, 2016 at 8:40 am
I just realized you may have meant the picture itself so never mind haha …I have not stood in that spot yet but my husband has…:D
November 27, 2016 at 8:45 am
I did mean the image but your reply was better.
November 27, 2016 at 8:50 am
😀
November 26, 2016 at 6:19 pm
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site and commented:
By the great Neha.
November 27, 2016 at 8:42 am
Thank you again 🙂
November 27, 2016 at 8:15 pm
You are welcome, again.
November 27, 2016 at 12:20 pm
Lovely words and poem. May we fly free on wings of imagination…
November 27, 2016 at 2:20 pm
Fabulous! 🌹