along a winding road
we find the twists
follow the turns
and come full circle
down a path
we feel the rush
flowing through the stream
and come full circle
below a tree
we rest the bones
feeling the freedom
and come full circle
we find the twists
follow the turns
and come full circle
down a path
we feel the rush
flowing through the stream
and come full circle
below a tree
we rest the bones
feeling the freedom
and come full circle
.a.poem.by.deborah.
i.just.need.a.rest.