Light Paints
the night
is a swan
alone or in pairs,
the singers of heaven
prepare
seven realms of peace
coalesce
spring bird,
spring bird
sing.
~
wind
in veins,
silent lanes turn
towards
the sky
your eyes still carry light,
and love's
supernatural victories,
spring
being
cloud wing golden afternoon
1 comments:
Beautiful! First read it in the 8th day and am coming back to read this. :-)
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