The True Down Under
I am a cloud, floating free
Seeing all, yet seeing none
I am a unipeg, a mythical creature
Seen true by only a few
I am ageless, young yet old
Just learning but wise
I am white, as pure as the snow
Everyone sees me, yet no one does
I am from then, now, and when
Seeing the past, living in the present, and hoping of the future
I am love, wishing to give
The problem is, I need to be shown how
Click here to e-mail me.