I opened my window and gazed out. Birds chirping, wind blowing, the bright sky full of clouds. Curtains up, the sun bathing my room. I wondered what to write and to whom. I asked it to the trees, I asked it to the sky And, they smiled back and replied: Be like the flowing waters that do not grow stale. Be like the floating clouds, that care not on whom it rains. Be like the tree that falls but never bends. Be yourself. Just keep the windows open. #poetry #poem #poemtime #straight_from_my_soul #straightfromheart
