her life is flooded by forces
she tries to keep under control
when night descends,
she notices shadows
scoot by the corners of her eyes
she accepts their presence
to be secret thoughts
passing through her imagination,
like ripples coming out of nowhere
from the middle of a pond
she converses with the wind
as her soul dances across the moonlit sand
together they perform a holographic ballet,
a perfected form of action
devoid of motion
sometimes the windy howl pushes her about,
yet she always celebrates
the verve of her unseen muse
and the verses written by its invisible hands
the waves soothe and excite her,
stars serenade inside her eyes
the expanse of the milky way
is captured in her unspoken words
sometimes angels scold her
for doubting her ability to manage her dreams
she then loses control
surrendering to their reasoning,
succumbing to their wishes
while signing pages
imprinted in the sky
by reading each progressing line as you write
with such escalation of emotion by verse!!!!
Lady Vivian
peace and live
dan
Axilea
Take care,
Sherry
:) Janna
but with definite motion and excellent expression;
love the soulful metaphysical dimensions here, Jude
john
Ron
fee
as her soul dances across the moonlit sand. Beautifully penned Jude.
Lady Mary Ann
I was so restless last night, fell asleep at 12:30 and missed this beautiful post. It touches my being. Lovely, lovely poetry very inspired and heartfelt.
Thank you for being you..
Peace light and love,
Amber
she converses with the wind
as her soul dances across the moonlit sand
Rose
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