my pockets full of trust
i walk
pebbles are hard and smooth at times
wet under my feet
grass and sand touching the skin
the past is gone
and future yet to come
i hear
two butterflies
their wings dancing together in the air
surrounded by divine
the touch of sun rays
on my eyelids
in now
i smile
with peace in my heart
like full open sky
my pockets full of trust
i walk
poojycat 