Shy, blithe play of light concealed to the naked eye penned by earth's author
By Jess S2 years ago in Poets
beyond the skyline lie my dreams so noble, but far beyond my scope
upper atmosphere like a magnifying glass to the outer space
What the Germans say: "No. There is no bad weather only bad clothing"
bows of rain, painted by the sky, sculptured and carved by earth's chemistry
Yes! There is something, about thunder and lightning, that enlightens me.
strong fast wings of metal bringing joyful dreaming souls to where I dream of
At times I look up I see gray, a reflection of my inner feels
I can't give up, cause after darkness, there is light I turn the switch, soon
there was endless sky and more than any horizon could allow us now
Falling down to earth Astounding and nourishing For ground and its soul
Leaves blow around free Dancing colors through the sky A beautiful fall...
By Sady Bayne 2 years ago in Poets
