Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Poetry for the soul..

A full moon soars high up into the pitch tone of darkness of this evening sky,
The dam beneath it’s velvety surface, cradles it’s reflection with sheer flow,
A vagrant scurries beneath the bridge afraid of this majestic sight in the water,
Every angle of it’s reflection holds a deeper meaning to portray the vastness of this perfect sky..

Little creatures all came into the vision of this full moon, they wanted to see it’s roundness,
Bats flew past with a shrill shriek of fear creating too much a fuss in this silent surrounding,
The little birds in the hollowness of their homes embraced this scene with such peace,
All of the earth’s possession shimmered in this crowning moment of a full moon in such beauty..