All the Beautiful Colors – September 22, 2019

Subtle and pastel,

Spreading across the dusky sky.

Silky and gentle,

Rolling into your eyes.

Filling up reflections

In the panes of glass.

Sitting and waiting

For the lone meanderer

To notice,

For a second,

As time stands still.

A choreography is done

Amongst the whispering clouds.

Dancing alone

Feeling life spread through,

And in.

Heart pattering to the rhythm

Of the cicada’s call.

Nothing else matters

On top of this hill.

As I watch

The only light I’ve known

Slip under the horizon

And draw

all of the beautiful colors,

Away.

5 thoughts on “All the Beautiful Colors – September 22, 2019

    1. Yes, I agree. A poem floats above us each day when we wake, and evening when we turn in. All we have to do is look up. Thank you so much for stopping by, and reading and commenting. Good to hear from you, Mia! Hope all is well :).

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