She chased
the horrizon
till it was sliced
by the dawn
riding the whispers
of yesterdays gone.
A canvass of colour
the sky touched her
and cried
"aim for me,believe in
all you see,I'm yours if you try"
She watched
in humble awe,
as the sky,
gave birth to light
all her cares
and worries
disolving
with the night.
She didn't
see it coming
till the whispers
turned into songs
that her feet
had landed firmly
on the path
where she
belonged.
This is beautiful.
VoxFireThank you so much for sharing :)
Many Blessings To You!
In Her Service,
10:26 AM EST