My Poem “Nice”

It's nice when the sun is shining...
it's nice when people are able
to be free, instead of hiding...
it's nice when nature calls
and people answer...
it's nice when the air
is filled with golden light,
when children can be seen
and heard enjoying the gift
of their innocence and you can feel
the palpable joy in every wave
of every echo of laughter.

It's nice to be able to just sit and listen...
it's nice to be able to just close your eyes
and experience your thoughts
drift away like a gentle breeze...
it's nice to be able to just do "nothing"
while at the same time doing
something profoundly rejuvenating...
it's nice to be able to have no expectations
upon you so that you can focus
on the constant stream of energy
from your soul within that so often
we feel as if we have to filter the flow of,
because sometimes dreams feel like memories -
however, dreams are even more powerful
and integral than we might think,
because even though we often do not
always remember what we experience
while we are sleeping, the amount
of processing of our daily thoughts
that we do and the importance that
that process not be disrupted
in any way cannot be estimated.

It's nice, sometimes, to not know
the conclusion of something...
it's nice, sometimes, to invest your time
in something that is only
temporary and fleeting...
it's nice, sometimes, to be a rebel
and to follow your instincts -
and sometimes it is nice
to be cautious and to listen
to the valuable wisdom
of somebody's advice...
sometimes it is good to free yourself
of any preconceptions, any pessimism,
any pressure that you may
have been putting on yourself -
and sometimes the simplest act
of making a connection by not even trying
to do so is the best and the most nice.

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