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Let the colors splatter and merge.
No need to mourn the mess.
Magic flows from the artist’s hand.
Beauty to soothe one’s stress.
LET THE MAGIC FLOW
soothing
BENEATH THE TREE
The tree appears dark and looming.
It could use some proper grooming.
I want to take a walk between its legs,
growing tall from the ground like giant pegs.
By its rules, we must strictly abide.
Imagine the secrets it must hide.
Come walk with me in its dark shade.
Through the fallen leaves we will wade.
A canopy of leaves above our heads
As we fall asleep in our leafy beds.
PLAY ME A SONG
“Self Portrait with a Harp” (1791) (detail) by Rose-Adélaïde Ducreux (1761-1802).
Play me a song.
Don’t get me wrong.
I love your singing voice.
But the harp is my choice.
The music soothes my sad soul
From the day taking its toll.
I need the music today.
Please, sit down for me and play.
THE EDGE
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A walk to the edge.
A dip in the ocean.
A dive into the unknown.
It will soon cover me
With its soothing wetness.
Am I ready?
THOSE BLUEBELLS
Bluebells to ring in the summer
when life can be such a bummer.
Tiny lights to brighten the day.
I’m happy they are here to stay.
Sweet fragrance sent from the Almighty.
Soothing music to calm the mighty.
BECKONING
The colors of nature are
Bright and fresh,
Soothing and serene,
Beckoning for you to take
A stroll through the flowers and
Inhale their sweet fragrance.
Take time to appreciate nature
And all it has to offer.
BELLS
Bells to ring in the summer.
Tiny lights to brighten the day.
A fragrance to calm the mighty.
Soothing music for the senses.
SOOTHING WETNESS
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A walk to the edge.
A dip in the ocean.
A dive into the unknown.
It will soon cover me
With its soothing wetness.
Am I ready?
SEA FLOWS THROUGH ME
“Isotonic Jacuzzi Process” serie by VALERIE
The sea flows through me.
I’m part of it you see.
Water fills my cells.
It rings all my bells.
Sunlight keeps me warm.
Nature is true to form.
It protects us.
It nurtures us.
We’re all connected.
No less is expected.
A SPOT OF MOON
A spot of moon in my window.
A centerpiece for the blue sky.
A vision to fill my nights.
Framed for posterity in my thoughts.
A light behind my closed eyelids.
To soothe me into dreamland.
SUSANNE LEIST 