Thinning trees with a sunset view 
Stark reality shinning through
Gleaming truth with fewer veils
Sandy beach and stony trails

What hid this beauty deep within
Walls of feardom blocked my pulse
Standing here upon the shore 
Looking back I find my soul

Stolen dreams the thief is me 
Hidden here behind the trees
Listen close to what I say 
Find your heart in each kind day 

© Paul Viel 2000