Cross the Skies that Rain Starlight,
Dripping Moonbeams Upon my Door,
Casting Shadows, Ethereal Bright,
Tides Endlessly Caressing the Distant Shore.
Waking Hours Find me Dreaming,
Upon my Pillow I Cheat the Sun,
Drifting like a Comet Beaming,
Flying where No Others run.
Cascading Melodies Pour from the Sky,
Dispensing Logic into the Fray,
Silence Echoes, Soliciting Why?,
Spinning Eternity, Day by Day.
~Morgan~
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Beautiful, whirling poem; perfectly matched to the picture. Uplifting, thank you.
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So delighted you enjoyed it. Thank you so much 😊
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Great post 🙂
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Thanks ever so much 😊
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Thanks so much 😊
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You are welcome so much.
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