It has been so long since last I visited Alpha Centauri. A place where mountains quiver unlike any other and waterfalls flow into a vale bursting beneath an abundance of purple, pink and red. Where the leaves stir in the trees singing songs of peace and love against the richly scented wild of heroes and their heroines. Oh how I miss that place, now that my ship awaits alone to nevermore.
How deliciously you string words! I don't understand how one with such a talent could be "alone." It must be a temporary situation, so keep stringing those wonderful words... wafting in your world of dreams... and "He" will be along... holding your hand in your own version of paradise... guaranteed! Love, - Bill
Sounds like a wonderful place of magic and beauty that few of us ever get to see let alone call home and I get the sense that your words express that sentiment of Nevermore being your Eden. Love this one Sara.
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Ron
Please book a spot for me also.
Love Tinka
peace and blessings,
carolyn
Enjoy Sara!;-)Lovely poem...
ET
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