Shadows Spark,
The Wheels of Night turn,
And I cannot stop them
Though I try to Learn
The Secret of their Spinning Round,
Collecting my Dreams without a Sound.
Whispers Glimmer
In the Lush hours, so Still,
Touches Play Quietly,
Enhancing this Thrill
While we Escape the tedium of the Day,
Unmasking Our Souls while we May.


Beautiful picture and lovely poem!
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Many Thanks My Kind Friend š
Blessings and Peace~
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Soft and languid. You have painted a mental picture with a gentle brush, with the right choice of imagery. It balances between warm-fuzzy and breathless-dreamy. Cool combo. š
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Thank You Ever So Much. I am delighted you’ve stopped by and enjoyed your visit.
Peace and Joy~
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You’re welcome. Peace and joy back at you.
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