The sky is still tonight
No breath of wind or clouds adrift
No shades of grey in sight
My trembling hands begin to write
Of things my soul can see
Not destined for the faint of heart
The Light that I could be
In quiet hours I long to shed
The darker side of me
The humble pen will know
The time for souls to leap and dance
In painted evening glow
The time when sorrow melts inside
The time for words to flow
To worlds where they belong
Where Love bequeaths
A gentle kiss that lingers all day long
Where dreamers live and spirits thrive
On poetry and song
The sky is still tonight
No breath of wind or clouds adrift
No shades of grey in sight
My poetry has come to life
My trembling hands begin to write
Of things my soul can see
Not destined for the faint of heart
The Light that I could be
In quiet hours I long to shed
The darker side of me
The humble pen will know
The time for souls to leap and dance
In painted evening glow
The time when sorrow melts inside
The time for words to flow
To worlds where they belong
Where Love bequeaths
A gentle kiss that lingers all day long
Where dreamers live and spirits thrive
On poetry and song
The sky is still tonight
No breath of wind or clouds adrift
No shades of grey in sight
My poetry has come to life
~ o ~
This and 100 more poems can be found in my new book "Drops of Petals"
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Beautiful atmosphere! May your pen never run dry : )
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