Black Canvas
To find a meadow with nice healthy grass
And lie down on one's back on a warm night
Staring at the heavens with piercing depth
The stars flickering on a black canvas
Silver spears of light thrown down by the moon
Bathing one in a silent melody
Brings all aspects of the soul to the skies
Akredo
NICE!!!
NICE!!!
jestaless
Ah, breath. "Silver spears of light thrown", and the feeling of flight.. so familiar. Just beautiful.
Ah, breath. "Silver spears of light thrown", and the feeling of flight.. so familiar. Just beautiful.
heavenlygrace
I love looking at the stars on a warm night. Nothing like it.
I love looking at the stars on a warm night. Nothing like it.
Chaos1214
Oneness with the universe; there's an objective worth striving for.
Oneness with the universe; there's an objective worth striving for.
Sylvia Marquetta
Absolutely beautiful, this picture and emotion you have painted with your words. Each line took me into the meadow and ended with a calm of the soul.
Absolutely beautiful, this picture and emotion you have painted with your words. Each line took me into the meadow and ended with a calm of the soul.
Ron Peat
An interesting statement, a beautiful description and a wonderful observation but where is the shift to create climax or epiphany? Just a thought. A poet friend/ RH Peat
An interesting statement, a beautiful description and a wonderful observation but where is the shift to create climax or epiphany? Just a thought. A poet friend/ RH Peat
Perfect.