The sunset overhead highlights the horizon like a smile
clouds that were figthing before like tourtered spirits, are now at ease.
and are now drifting smoothly across each other.
each minute getting softer and softer untill nothing is heard.
out there in taht grass there now lays a soul, taking all that he has seen and heard into his soul, his spirit.
his body lay there on the grass with the wind slowly gliding across the landscape.
Heavy with sleep his eyes now close, letting serenity come to his soul.
slowly he drifts away,
untill on that dawning day, he lays there,
one with god.