Firelight

Hush…the song of the crickets
Whistling with the wind
Lofty treetops dance before the moon.

Smoke winds up to form a mystic halo
Chased by thought trains
Mimicking fragile rings around the moon.




Glowing embers frame your softened beauty
Creating canyons of shadows
Enchantment engulfs all intimate emotion.

Tangled amid roots until the morning
Sun steals our slumber
United lovelight melds us into one.

 

Fascinating. You have a way with words. You make me think about certain things that I usually don't think about. You have my unshelfish respect.

PS: check out my song just below yours. I do believe you'll enjoy it as much as I enjoy everything you write.

 

oh, that's very beautiful! it's amazing how you create such a sphere with only words. nice work!

 

Wow. . . That's fantastic. You really put a mood in there. Set a scene and everything. Bravo!

 

Thanks all for taking a moment to read and share and take a tiny trip...Citrus Seas - your comment "You make me think about certain things that I usually don't think about" is so true because that is what art does to a sensitve soul!

 

You are so intimate with these stroking nuances,
like a patient lover and a kind mother,
smoothing the ringlets of an awakened child
from fitful sleep to blissful slumber.

 

Very lovely, thoughtful piece.