I spread my arms,
like the trees,
and whistle to the skies,
happy and free,
to the song of our hearts
catching dreams of the soul.
We are constantly curving
upwards and downwards
forwards and backwards
to the left and to the right
in the dark and in the light
in the sun and in the rain
on the mountains and in the planes
Neither here and neither there
we are constantly curving everywhere
curving to the dance of life
Response to: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/curve/
You lay,
listening to the quiet whisper
of melancholic rain
stirring your soul
at a loss for words.
Daily Prompt Response : Whisper
In the quiet hum of the rising sun
When heart’s sigh,
My beautiful earth gently spun
Writing a sonnet in the sky.
Spinning like nobody was watching,
My earth danced away
Unaware of the lives it was touching,
In every part of the day.
Splattering the colours of its soul
My earth sung with the trees
And that song made me whole,
As I felt the morning breeze.
My earth, my earth, my earth, where would I go without you?
Your poetry feeds my soul, you cast away all my blues.
Daily Prompt Response: Earth
Enchanted by the serene sunset,
Your heart stands still,
Mesmerized by the magic of nature
Hope everyone had a great Earth’s Day! Always grateful to mother nature. 🙂
Daily Prompt Response: Earth