muah...a uhm

beautiful nature along my way
sometimes i stop; what could be
full of sparkles; full of marvels
let me forget; think of syllables

but i always love to be alone
as i journey to west; very soon
i'm almost there wih my dream
hard to stop; can't be tame

i love birds they fly at will
nobody would say "don't go there"
the trees trying to kiss the sky
they are so free; why won't i