At dusk,
a gentle breeze
rains from the sky,
rippling the waters,
and heaven steps down
to earth.
It is you,
whispering your secrets,
filling
every leaf
and grain of sand
with
your eyes.
In the grasp of your arms,
I find myself
becoming
finer than moonlight
to drown
in the cradle
of your heaven.
10 comments:
Beautiful.. I could feel the moon melting and blending in the rippling waters. Enjoyed it
shiva,
thanks :)
Hauntingly beautiful Mystic.
lovely.
will you check if your gmail/picasa is compromised? I got a picasa invite from you on gmail and yahoo.
yikes. checking.
hi austy,
Thanks for letting me know. No, I don't think they are compromised. I was working on the settings, and the only thing I did was make my blogging uploads public, and 'favorited' those friends as I could see listed. But I don't remember sending any invites.
Welcome back Mystic. This is the kind of writing that's been missing for a while now.
Thank you :) It feels good to be back.
that surely deserves a Kiss..
uummmmmmaa..
;)
"When you are far I watch the moon in the midst of clouds
But when you are near to me I feel the chillness of moon!!!:
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