The sound of happiness

I hear your calling in the wind
And my soul leaps in joy
I feel so warm deep within
When you set the sails and shout “ahoy.”
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The ocean waves are at peace
And the sun lights up my world
The stars guide my voyage across the sea
Your soul is far more precious than any pearl.
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Like the seagulls I cry out loud
As I’m freed from all my sorrow
I stand upon my ship, tall and proud
My hope lies with the dawn of tomorrow.
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After many years we meet at last
Upon the golden sands of a tropical island
Looking into your eyes, a spell has been cast
Those blue orbs outshine any diamond.
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My pain fades with your smile
As my soul sparks to life once more
I’d like to stay here for a while
And walk with you along the Maldivian shore.
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Like the seagulls I cry out loud
As I’m freed from all my sorrow
I stand upon my ship, tall and proud
My hope lies with the dawn of tomorrow.

Life’s a constant struggle, but there are moments worth remembering
My first accomplishment that made me proud of myself
I had climbed a figurative mountain and made it to the top
I’ve never seen such a beautiful sight, and it’s brought me new perspective
The sound of happiness is my joyous laughter once I made it
The sound of happiness is glancing down at the beautiful blue waves gently crashing on the shore
The sound of happiness is seeing my parents smile that light up my world more so than the sun
But most importantly, the sound of happiness is the complete peace I now feel within my heart and my soul
I had struggled through the darkest times, and finally reached the light
I had made it.

The day I met you,    
It was like gazing into a moonglade's purlieu,  
And seeing the fireflies,    
That are your eyes,    
And hearing the peaceful and beautiful chirps of the cicadas and of the crickets,    
Raising my spirits,    
And feeling the wind through my hair, and on my skin.    
Upon my face, your voice put a grin,    
Hearing you say my name,    
Was too much, and I blushed and felt shame,    
For not being able to say    
What I wished I could say.    
The sounds of all others, I couldn't bear,    
Your voice was all that my ears wanted to hear.    
It felt as if no one else was there,    
Your face, demeanor, and voice, so pure.
You sounded so sweet, like the buzzing of bees making honey,    
So cute, like a little rat's squee of glee,    
So calm and reassuring, like gentle rain falling by the sea,    
So strong, secure, and safe, like waves crashing against the shore,    
And so wise, like an older hermit, who knows every cure.    
I am the luckiest woman in the world to have met you,    
I am the happiest woman in the world to have, up close, seen and heard you.    
The second time you saw me that night,    
You looked so heavenly within that light,  
You said "It's the girl with the magic hat!"  
You seemed as elegant as a Regency era crovat.    
Your words so sweet, like the buzzing of dragonflies,    
Brought tears of happiness to my eyes,    
And made my heart beat like a brontide,
And to this day, of meeting you, I have the utmost happiness and pride.

 
the river giggled  
as it wound its way downstream
its belly tickled  
by pebbles, while it was on its way
 
the sun smiled at the delightful scene
letting out a sigh
the Earth was singing to the human race
some were in tune with her music some were not
mother Moon chatted to the sun
they had lots to talk about they were in love
 
brother wolf howls his hello
his pack members join in
soon it's a melodic chorus
their Native family dance to
 
howling back at the wolves
for they are sacred clan members
the grass under their feet rejoices
to be part of the ceremony
 
all mother nature is in unison
it's a great celebration of the senses
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

the golden hues of leaves in fall
sparkles of dying on the trees
the beauty crowned with fluttery brown
clinging on to the toughest branch

rays of rosy hue the sun catches
flung on boughs that they may stay
to smile at dancing of the sprites
among the leaves, in its last glory

hamadryads in languid repose
wake to mourn the dying leafy tresses
yet knowing they will dance again
among the blossoms within the groves

faeries in glades continue to dance
to memories of sunny days and blooms passed
but darker shadows are arrived
mantles to the spirit of Fall

the sighs of breeze through the trees
shedding their beauty to the ground
standing stark among evergreens
with branches like anguished claws

warmth of the hearth embrace
call the beloved to their home
watching the last leaf of autumn
makes it way to the ground below

as the leaves cascade to the ground
burying all signs of spring
wishes for beyond the cold
made with the last leaf- fall

Fall is arriving in full glory
not far the winter will enter
in its majestic indifference
to what it covers, what it smothers

for the moment the dryads sit
under the shadows of the grooves
until the last day of fall
then they too shall repose.