Through the eye's of true nature

Through the eye's of true nature comes through the wideness of of the true wilderness, like a woman's own eye, comes through a touch of ferness, and the lady doth not protests, but laugh's with ever single  key stroke, with  a smile to match the eye's no longer sadden, but glimmers of shimmering star's brightly lit on the even moon's course and dancinnnnnnnnng the early morn'in hour's let the foot light fantastic start a day like know other day, but travel shall be a Certainty for life is not just ripples of happiness but truth and love follow for on the shore's of the beach whence i walk with foot steps following behind as i dance  those waves  of true  happiness again..