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Opalescent Radiance

Pink Skies

By Karen LaRuePublished 2 years ago 1 min read

My clouds are blue

In skies of pink

With pastel rainbows

That streak across the sky unprompted

Shimmering green pools

Dot the landscape

Opalescent radiance

Among purple trees

Rolling hills of lavender

Shaded by lazy branches

Cooled with a strawberry-scented breeze

That never disturbs your napkins

As a child I was fascinated

By stalactites

And stalagmites

Growing in caves

The vast reaches of time they took to form

The fact that they could be disturbed

With a bit of oil from my tiny fingers

The balance of power and delicacy

Crystalized droplets that form

One drip at a time

Reaching up and down

Drawn to each other

Sometimes forming giant columns

Mighty and wide

Or thin and fragile

Both a pleasure to behold

All of this hidden underground

In little pockets

Secrets to discover

By those brave enough to look beneath

And so began my exploration

Because under the surface

There are untold caverns of wonder

Awaiting discovery

inspirational

About the Creator

Karen LaRue

I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!

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