Falling beyond the reach of the logical mind,
you stand tall on the cloud of your imagination,
Holding stardust.
Sacred, are your words
that travel beyond the seasons of time…
a prayer of the soul,
caressing the page with love.
In response to the daily post.
There is something special about art
That calls your heart
And wakes your imagination
Poetry and art copyright Neha 2016
My husband Hitu’s art 2016