Walking on the field alone he is, feel the soft grass surrounded him. A gentle breeze comes along, taken away his soul with it. Smile has on a sunny day, yet within is long lost treasure. Search began as birds fly, yet it is all indirect as felt. No directions at all in this field, only grass and the breeze. Flowers brought wonder, beauty shall it be. Yet Wonder as he thought, for no answer has come to him. Mysteriously he has but yet there came along a path. Made he has, as chosen wise for no one. Lost I still am, for day is never perfect without a Heart. Like as it takes and Live as it comes, for no one handle what is within. Belong only You, soul is yours and never Leave for. Yet, a day of joy with a Smile by many.
By Jack Ho
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